Or in the case of this weekend, a frisbee.
Friday night we got a call from the doctor’s office with the results of all of Jones’ tests. We weren’t surprised to hear that the long strep test was positive. Disappointed, as this likely means a tonsillectomy this summer, but not surprised. What caught us off guard though was that the food allergy test showed positive for nuts, sesame, and wheat. Huh? He’d been tested as a young child and was only positive for eggs (which he has since outgrown), so this is new and surprising. Interestingly, his recent stomach aches do seem to coincide with taking nuts for lunch at school and would also explain why he had fewer tummy aches on the weekends. We’ll find out more later this week when we consult with our regular pediatrician.
Saturday, our elderly cat went from not great shape to unable to walk across the room. When our very interventionist vet (seriously, they’ve offered everything from IV to acupuncture in the past) said that the only thing they could offer us was some pain meds so we could have a few days to say goodbye, we decided it was time. While it was a life lesson I wasn’t quite ready to teach my boys, I was glad that they were actually able to say goodbye. Losing a pet is always hard, but trying to deal with my grief as well as that of two little boys was one of the hardest things I’ve ever dealt with and I know it’ll be a while before we are all on an even keel again.
After I returned from the vet, we decided to take the boys walking on Roosevelt Island to take everyone’s minds off the past day. The weather was perfect and we saw a ton of turtles. The boys climbed some rocks and ran around and then played hide and seek near the statue in the middle. Beer Geek and I sat in the shade to wait, when suddenly I got hit in the mouth with an errant frisbee. Thankfully, the only damage was to the inside of my lips where my teeth cut them, which was a pretty bloody mess.
Life can go back to its boring normal any time soon. I’d really like to go for a run that didn’t involve crying. And I’m really over the puffy eyes and the lips that look like Tammy Faye on a bad day…