Mood:
mischieviousOK...today was odd...The minivan drivers of Chicago's far west suburbs are revolting...at least their driving is! I'm the proud driver/owner of a Dodge Grand Caravan (silver, no robin's egg blue for this "cool" mama!) I'd like to think that I've retained *some* of my coolness...but I don't think that's the case. No less than THREE minivans passed me in a no passing zone, tailgated me for way too long or was generally driving like an idiot while in the lane next to me. I'm a very cautious driver....on a "crazy" day, I might sneak up to two miles over the speed limit, but I do go the limit. No crazy willy-nilly danger seeking from me! I don't even like passing people on a four-lane highway! If I'm behind a farm vehicle (which happens a lot out here...) and I have to pass, I have to spit the piece of hay out of my mouth, do some deep breathing, roll up my sleeves and do about 6 "fakes" before I actually bring myself to "do it"!!! I'm even worse when the boys are in the car. I followed an old car with a trailer (carrying a demolition derby car...we see a lot of that too) for about 9 miles today...I'd just as soon hang out and wait for the road to open up or until I have to turn or they turn into the race track (or bar). OK...nuff of that...MINIVAN DRIVERS: Cut it out! Even the sports cars were more well behaved than you were today! Shame shame!
On a much happier note (I was pretty stressed about driving today...Sam's surgery is on my mind and I don't usually do well with traffic...but traffic plus mama stress is just no good!) So...happier note: Sam's second appointment of the day was with the pediatrician for his physical for his surgery. Our beloved pediatrician went "away" to be a goody-goody (no resentment...curing kids of cancer is a truly noble profession but it leaves me the choice of pediatricians who are known as the witch (although, I personally really like her! Odd, huh?), the one who has crossed me far too many times (plus I can't understand what he's saying!) or the old one who smells like coffee. Guess who we got today (since it wasn't "our" doc! GRRR) OK, well we got Coffee Doc. Coffee Doc is an older guy and scared the bejeehoohoo out of Daniel when he saw him for a sick visit. So, I wasn't looking forward to our visit today (at ALL!) but didn't feel like fighting and since I will never again see "our" doctor...so, in we go and Sam was Sir Cranks Alot because he didn't have his nap...And Coffee Doc came in, didn't smell like coffee and was exceptionally nice & more than competent. I was so pleasantly surprised. The lesson I took home today is that YES, first impressions count, but give folks a chance...even if they have coffee breath.
Sam's got a bit of a runny nose and had a slight fever today (of course!) but, we are on for Tuesday for surgery (bilateral medial rectus surgery) and his lungs are clear and as of right now...all systems are "go".
I am coming into contact with something daily that is making me itch. This is day # 3 of taking benedryl and its only 8:30 and I'm already ready (already) for bed! Crazy! I'm nervous as all get out about Sam's surgery...but can't wait to get it over with! More later...