I’m counting today because I woke up this morning, ready to tackle the day. I hit the ground running. For some reason, I feel like I’m more mentally ready to start this than I was three weeks ago. I held my breath all morning long, however, and have waited to pack because I think somewhere deep down, I thought that just maybe, I’d get another call from MUSC with a delay in game plan. It’s now 11 and I think I’ll pack.<\/p>\n
It was Monday morning, March 7 around 9 that I got the call last time postponing Mary Clare’s Fontan. Maybe somewhere deep down I was hoping that it would be postponed forever.<\/p>\n
It’s not. It’s here. And as much as mother can prepare to leave one baby behind and place her youngest baby in the hands of another, I think I’m ready.<\/p>\n
Mel left for work to save the world in the few short hours he has left in Hartsville and I’ve got a mountain of laundry to do before I stuff our car with bags. It’s amazing what you think of at different moments preparing for such an extended leave of absence. I was hoping to plant a few ferns on the back deck, as I always do this time of year. (No such luck because of the rain today.) I ran to Wal-mart to purchase a new shower curtain liner, as I’ve been meaning to do this week. I have to drop off the girls’ Easter dresses for altering and monogramming and I cleaned out the Easter candy dish. I may go into the attic and pull out my Easter baskets and decorations to surprise McCanless when she visits our house with Mimi while we are away.<\/p>\n
I have yet to pack.<\/p>\n
Tonight we’ll check into our usual stay, and try to sleep. Tomorrow, bright and early, we’ll begin a day of pre-op for Mary Clare. We are here, yet again. Time is so relative. And so very, very precious.<\/p>\n
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