Have you ever had one of those days that at some point if you don’t laugh, you’ll just cry? That’s today.
First thing this morning, I discover that I had not closed the overnight bed bag, so when Tim used his catheter last night, it dripped right through the bag, onto the floor, through the floor and onto the basement floor.
Then, Tim came home from work early because his Miralax has started to work just a little too well. For those of you unfamiliar with Miralax, it is a stool softener/laxative. Only for Tim it has not worked as well as the doctors had been predicting. It is still quite unpredictable for him. So now, when the urge to go finally does hit, he really doesn’t have time to get to the bathroom at all. Cleanup #1 complete.
Then, Simon came home from day camp just dragging. He went upstairs and laid down. When it was time for him to go to his baseball tournaments, he was napping. He got up and got ready, we went to the ball fields, and he promptly laid down on the grass. Sure thing, I felt him and he was burning up. After one inning, we came back home and he went to bed.
When Simon and I got home, Tim informed me that the Miralax had done its work again. To the bathroom we went. This time he decided to just sit on the toilet the rest of the night. Cleanup #2 complete.
Then, our ALS volunteer Annah arrived. She started furiously working on my kitchen. I needed that so badly. Now I sit and see a sparkling kitchen. Thank you Annah!
Next, Micah came in with a bleeding toe at the same time that Simon was ringing his bell from his bed. Annah volunteered to help Micah. I looked at her and asked “Blood or fever?” She confirmed “blood” and I went upstairs to discover that Simon had thrown up in his drawer. Annah chose wisely! Thankfully, there were only a few Legos in that drawer and thankfully he had mostly just water in his belly when he threw up. Cleanups #3 and #4 complete.
Annah and I headed down to the basement to tackle the problem from this morning. Turns out it mostly dripped on a book that just became disposable. Only a small amount landed on my rug down there. Thanks to a friend’s wet/dry vac, we got that cleaned up. Cleanup #5 complete.
Simon rang the bell again. This time he used a bucket. Cleanup #6 complete.
I sent Annah to McDonald’s to get all of us (minus Simon) a treat. While they were gone, I helped Tim finish up in the bathroom. By now, it was 9:00, so he went right to bed. Cleanup #7 complete.
And last, but not least, Luke comes in having wiped out on Simon’s bike. His knee was bleeding all over. Required 3 band-aids. Cleanup #8 complete.
That covers everyone in my family except myself and the dog. And it covers every bodily fluid discussed in semi-proper company. I now have a headache, I’m taking some excedrin migraine and going to bed.
My challenge to you is: give me some Scripture verses to hang onto on days like these! Where in the Bible does it tell you how to deal with a day that starts with pee and ends with blood?