Hi, Interwebz!
It's been awhile, but that's because the new Interwebz I work for pays me to write stuff, and you guys, sadly, do not. But this Interwebz is nicer than the other because I don't have to be all worried about "facts" and "spelling" and "where to put quotation marks." In short, I missed you guys.
Yesterday, I had a meeting at work, class and an interview I decided to skip (for the real-people job), and six parent-teacher conferences. I nearly DIIIIIED, yo. But it was still better than last week when I choked on a cough drop in front of an entire office full of new coworkers.
The kids' dad is going to have surgery in a couple of weeks to remove tumors from the pituitary gland. I was trying to explain this to the kids, and hoping they wouldn't freak out. They asked me where the pituitary gland is, and I hesitantly told them it was in the brain. I explained that they would do the surgery through the nose, I thought it might make it easier for the kids to accept.
I held my breath at the silence that filled the car while they processed this new bit of information. Warrick grasped it first, "So...they go in his nose, and pull out tumors?" "Yes," I said, "but you don't have to worry..." He interrupted, "So the doctor is gonna be like 'Man, why don't you try blowing your nose every once in awhile? You'd save everyone a lot of trouble!'"
As the car erupted into giggles, I quit worrying about my kids. They got this. They are very hopeful that their dad is going to be better when this is done, but they are realistic in their expectations. More importantly, they can still find the humor in anything. If there was one lesson I wanted them to take over the last two years, it was this. There is always fun, there is always laughter, and we are always blessed -- we just have to give those things the attention they deserve.
