Scary stuff

So I’ve only been home for about an hour now, having gone from work straight to the hospital to meet my wife, who has barely been able to keep food, water, or even so much as a pill down all day. After a stupidly long wait in the ER (the nurses helpfully crossed her name off on the sign-in sheet, believe they’d already seen her, which increased our wait by something like half an hour), she was finally seen by a doctor, who decided that it’s most likely a stomach virus of some kind. She was given something to help her with the nausea (something which also pretty much knocks her out, and supposedly won’t have any harmful side-effects for her or the baby), and after taking that was finally able to keep a little food down. She and Olivia have gone to bed for the night; normally Oberon sleeps with them too but I’m keeping him with me for tonight. Woohoo! Boys’ night out!
This was really our first “emergency” so far, and I approached it with a polite but firm “get out of my way or I’ll get you out of my way” manner. I was a bit miffed by the goof-up with the sign-in sheet, but I think it was an honest mistake.
I saw Henry (from the station) and his son there too. Good Lord. I remember when that kid was a newborn, and haven’t seen him since. Now he’s inquisitive, wisecracking, and seems to be just dangerously smart. I’ll count myself lucky to have a kid like Skyler. They were there to see another family member, and I got to catch up on some station gossip. Remember folks, sweeps starts one week from tonight! 😆
As fond as I am of the current Scribblings WordPress theme, I came to the realization recently that, for all the word I’ve put into things like random header graphics, I’m gonna have to change it all up again. Stuff like “Spamatazoa” and “Baby Makes Three” are supposed to be subcategories, but they’re not showing up that way. Ah well. More changes on the way. I may just say “to hell with it” and use the same theme that’s in use for most of the other sections, but I kinda like that it’s apart from those – it’s allowed to be a bit more bloggy.
Anyway, back to point A…it’s amazing how a little critter made out of my DNA and probably about the size of a gumdrop is able to scare the hell outta me like this. It kinda makes me reel a bit to think what it’s going to be like when said critter is more baby-shaped than gumdrop-shaped.