Life as I know it:
Ruptured tonsils, naked children, blended food, Vitamix, hungry husband,
blood, ER trips, intubation, stomach pumped,
pain meds, waiting rooms, changing the sheets,
canceling dinners & plans, weak body, lots of computer time,
surgery, tears, and constipation.
Yes, I think that summed up the last few days of my life.
Happy St. Patrick's day.
Once my mom told me that while she was pregnant with me,
she thought I was going to come out a boy.
Then she said, If I was a boy, she was going to name me Patrick.
That's about as St. Patrick's-y as I'm getting this year.