Oh Wednesday. You gave us a real punch of the unknown.
Play date at the park, cancelled. Afternoon meetings, cancelled. Lift session, cancelled.
I was up at 1:30 a.m. yesterday, unable to sleep, trying to distract myself from the severe pain in my hand.
I tried to do anything and everything to keep myself busy without using my right hand, until the doctor’s office opened and we could leave to get my very swollen finger addressed.
Turns out I have a staph infection in my nail-bed; thank you birthday manicure. And treating those are pretty painful.
The boys were troopers and stuck by my side until I called Dan and had him wrap up work and head home.
And after a trip to the hand surgeon, we were all finally back home and spent.
It was 7:00 p.m. bedtimes for the kids, 8:00 p.m. for Dan and I.
You know the saying, “when life gives you lemons, make lemonade”? Yesterday, I just kept thinking to myself, somedays there is no sugar to be found. But its cool, lemonade is only good in Arnold Palmer’s anyway.