Over 2 years ago, I was told by the Doctor that my bones were about to break, but all I could feel was that my left hip and knee were wobbly. I said okay if you must, I’ll do radiation for 5 days in a row. What ever it takes. Since then the same wobbly hip and knee are back. But this time with pain that makes morphine seem enticing. I did refuse the morphine patch, and I know how sensitive I am to pain killers, but my standard extra strength over the counter was not cutting the mustard. I took 10 mils of oxynorm and I was out like a light, and I was feeling sick to my stomach when my body wanted to wake and really had difficulty. I shook like a leave and ran for a bucket to put beside my bed, which I have not done in years. Oh yeah, now what have I done taking some super pain killer that is making me not alone sick, but psychologically don’t-give-a -flying-fig. This combo does not work with getting a 3 yr old off to playschool. I canceled all appointments outside of my house, and prayed that I would not vomit during my physical therapy. I was going to make it, until the babysitter called that she was sick, and I already knew my au-pair had exams so I was stuck with no back up the whole day. No rest for the weary was the theme for the day. At about 6:30 I exploded saying I was past the point of no return and called Love-Of-MY-Life, and begged him to come home immediately.

The problem was that his political life stood in the way because he was put on High Alert in Amsterdam over the new Film by another politician. By 8:15 he was back out the door. Luckily 3yr-old was ready for bed and did not put up much of a fight. A friend of the family came by to make sure nothing was going wrong with me or 3yr-old. My new medication, plus no help in house for the day, and High Alert has made me a bit cranky. I put on a good face for the friend and excused her from staying until High Alert Hubby comes back.

At 11:30 pm my au-pair text messages to say she will handle the pick up for 3yr old from play school, so I don’t have to worry. This does my heart good, now I can go to bed knowing that I can concentrate on myself tomorrow and not have to coordinate schedules with another parent.