Hi Ho, Hi Ho...

It's off to work hospital I go....
Yup, George says there's a flurry of activity and he was given no breakfast. They're prepping for surgery, so

{insert deep breath here}

it looks like they'll do the surgery today.

They won't do the endoscopic surgery though, this is full-on throat surgery so the surgeon can get a good look at all of the parathyroid glands.

Anyway, prayers for the surgeon's steady hand, for DH's peace of mind and for me to have patience with my children.

Because as much as they deserve some of it, they don't deserve all of my stress-aggravated impatience and witchy treatment. Aghhhh. We will get through all of this, but honestly, doesn't my self-centered Rude Teen-age Son know not to push my buttons and defy me on E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G when I'm already on edge?

And tell me this, is it unreasonable for me to expect my 13 and a half year old to set his own alarm clock and wake up semi-on-his-own? I tried waking him up and he ignored me. I made him walk today. Yes, I know it's like 6 degrees. I gave him a hat, he was wearing boots and a winter coat.

It's not that far a walk, really. He's tough and he walks on his own afterschool anyway. Well, not usually when it's this cold, but he'll survive and maybe not treat me like a jerk next time.

I know I'm a Mean Mom, but I want him to grow up to know his boundaries and right now he knows none. But that's another bitchfest post.