... And I just thought that my emotional ups and downs would be from dealing with Savannah's situation, and not much else ...
Not quite.
What a week it's been, and gods, it's not even over. Some of it has been wonderful, and some very sad. Ups and downs all week. I'm not sure which way I'm heading right now. I guess we'll see.
The trip to school did not materialize, but that's alright. This week has been full enough, I think. But I know it will be soon, since I do miss my kids dearly, and I've heard they miss me.
The evaluation with the neonatal neurologist went well, I think. She was very nice, although a bit strange. (But I've come to expect that from most doctors these days.) And I can't say I enjoyed watching her do what she did, but I do think she was appropriate in her actions. I don't want to watch her make our child cry, but it was for a reason.
The good news of all of that stuff was positive overall. Savannah doesn't seem to have some of her physical reflexes developed yet, but it isn't yet a problem. The doctor said that she was a very typical preemie. But, she was quite impressed with her disposition and her ability to control her reactions to stimuli. As I've said all along, she is the happiest child I've probably ever seen. And considering all she's been through, she is extremely tolerant. According to the doctor, Savannah is quite advanced for her age and size to have such a disposition. And, of course, this made Wallace and I prouder than anything.
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That afternoon, as an unexpected unpleasant suprise, I got my period. And that was something I have not missed, being pregnant. And it was much worse than before; much heavier and much more painful. Not fun at all.
Getting up early on Wednesday morning was almost an impossibility. But, we made it to The Movie nonetheless. I did enjoy it, honestly. I have a few things to complain about it, but overall, it was good. Although, I would have enjoyed it much more, if I wasn't cramping like I was... Oh well.
Wallace's dad had to go into the hospital, Tuesday afternoon, for a heart catherization. We were both very upset and worried. It turns out he did have a blockage, and it was removed. And the doctors think he should be just fine. He's like my dad; bitching and moaning how he didn't want to be kept overnight. I understand. I hate hospitals too. But we're so glad he's alright.
After we got back from the movie on Wednesday afternoon, we got some of my Stuff for Savannah from Wal*Mart Online. Yay! And I spent the afternoon putting it all together.
I am fairly impressed. They didn't get it all right, but they did get the big stuff right. I only have one thing I need to return, the car shade, since they sent me one with Tigger on it, and I wanted Pooh. Plus, it seems to have already been opened, and was damaged. It's going back, and I might just wait to get one from the store itself. It was the only thing I had to pay shipping on, doesn't that figure? The bassinet, stroller and car seat are all wonderful. If I could just figure out what to do with these huge boxes...
This morning, I managed to get myself out of bed relatively early. It seemed like a beautiful day, other than still not feeling well. I turn on the television, to what... Another school shooting. Right Here in suburban Atlanta. About an hour after it happened.
Dear gods, why?
So far, from what I've seen, no one was killed there, thankfully. My father was just telling me the other day, he had only ten full days left in the school year; they couldn't have had much more to go here.
Here's to hoping for a better afternoon, and that I'll have much less to worry about for the rest of the week. I'm so tired from the horrible polarized feelings I've had this week. Hugs and love to all of my family and friends, I think I could use some in return if y'all get a chance...