Post op day 20– #keepingitreal read the hashtags on my photo 🙌🏻🤣🤯🙏🏼
First of all—what do you think of my cool bandanna?? My friend Colette was over today and helped me put it on, so I never took it off. 🤣 thank you Shae, I love it!! Today was a hard day and exhausting, but I made it through. I’ve been on the couch now since 7:00 because it was just too much. I don’t think my doctor would have approved. 🤔 It was a day of a lot of thinking, figuring out, planning, talking, organizing, etc, not to mention, over 2 hours of being over stimulated.
So this morning started with me just trying to be mom and help my three boys with their school reading
Projects/papers that are due on Wednesday. Just about 90 minutes of helping them, simultaneously (because I did that all the time as a homeschool mama) was so incredible exhausting and hard. My head was hurting and it was hard to think and process. Not to mention, having to deal with less that happy kids who were complaining about the assignments. I much note, Ethan worked very well on his paper without complaining at all and was just asking for help and guidance here and there. But even that task of trying to read through a paper and offer input is hard and makes my eyes hurt and head throb.
I had to rest. I went upstairs to the skate room for about an hour to try to nap. The next big task was to go through all of those school supplies we bought on Saturday and organize them for each boy to be able to take them to the schools tonight or have ready for Wednesday. That was draining.
Then we rushed out the door to try to get to the schools on time for Meet the Teachers and the Back to school BBQ. I was already feeling maxed out, but I wanted to go. I felt very strongly about that. My dear friend, Cherylee, who works at TOCS, was excited to see me, and offered to be my personal escort for the next 1.5 hours. She helped me find where we needed to go and made sure I was feeling ok. It was wonderful for the boys and me to meet the teachers and see the classrooms. It was very overwhelming though to do all that talking and walking throughout the building, up and down stairs, with some many other people there.