monique

Woolgathering
2001-09-14 02:46:48 (UTC)

Scheduling Problems

I've spent much of my time today dealing with complicated
schedules. I found out from the oral surgeon's office that
not only they expect someone to be waiting in the waiting
room while Gavin has his surgery; they expect the vehicle to
be there too.

I had thought I could just have Owen come with me and wait
in the waiting room while I go pick up Gavin's prescriptions
but then found out about the vehicle requirement. When I
asked what the purpose was, I was told it was because
they've apparently had problems with the patient ready to go
home but the person providing the ride had left. I asked if
they could make an exception because the alternative would
be to have Gavin waiting in the car while I get the
prescriptions but the receptionist was hesitant. I asked if
she could call the prescriptions in but she said they
couldn't call one of them because it's for a painkiller
which contains narcotics. ARGG!!! The receptionist said
she'd ask the doctor for an exception to be made in our case
so that I could leave long enough to get the prescriptions
but then I realized I don't know what time the pharmacy I
want to use in Corvallis opens so I'll probably forget it
and drive down to Ralph's in Junction City after I bring
Gavin home.

While I was dealing with all this, the other line rang but I
saw that John had picked it up. A few minutes later, he
came in and told me to please pack him a lunch as he'd
been called into work four hours early. Just then the
doorbell rang. It was Dixie who'd come to say good-by to
Owen. She's off to a community college in Roseburg to study
nursing.

John will be working a 16-hour graveyard shift tonight so I
tried to pack him a big lunch. It was only after he left
that I realized I'd packed him a container of rice which
didn't contain chicken--it was just rice! ARGGG again!

It's now early evening and Hugh is upset about something but
won't tell me what. I told him he could come and talk to me
when he's ready. Jessica is here visiting Gavin, which
means I will need to stay up to chaperone (unobtrusively, of
course).

I imagine what my life would be like if all the boys were
gone. It would certainly be simpler and easier. But I know
that when they are all gone, I'll look back and wish they
were home again.




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