In a comedy of errors i am at my parents house and unable to post because i banned their IP address a few months ago. (shane is posting this for me via email.) I am visiting my brother who is in from
sweden with his own internet love story.
As i try and re-assimilate into the land of real people and real time, as opposed to sleep deprived california time, my body is telling me all the ways in which i have abused it. I'm pretty sure i left my liver in california. Also, the whole time i was there i thought i was allergic to my new sephora make-up. My eyes were constantly red and watering. As it turns out this country girl can't handle a little pollution. Kind of goes hand-in-hand with my despair over the lack of recycling at the conference. I kept telling people "it is sooo bad…" Nobody really seemed to care. Stupid canadians and their tree-hugginess.
Anyways. Eliza is sick again. Wheezy and coughing. I was thinking the other day how this could be my year without stays in the pediatric unit. I should never have thought that. I should have suppressed any little glimmer of hope. It's bad karma.
She has started her massive dose of steroids and once again i worry about her growth, her future and hope to get through tonight. I don't want to do this in a city that is not my own. A hospital that is not
my own. Not the place where my children were born and the halls speak volumes to me in good memories. Memories of pacing the halls waiting for babies to be born, shuffling to make tea in that postnatal limp, bringing babies home all smiles and anticipation for the future.
It's a little easier to be in a place like that with sick children.
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Get well Eliza.
I hear you about the recycling. I get that way when I leave the island, even. Not all of our Canadians are tree huggers, unfortunately.
My father-in-law and his wife go through cases of bottled water and pop a week. CASES. And they don’t recycle. It drives me batty. I hate seeing that.
I’m sorry Eliza’s sick. You know, it’s a good thing you live out west…the haze and smog here is so thick right now I have no doubt you’d be in the hospital with her if you were here.
Hang in, Jess…
That really is funny in a not so funny kind of way that you cant blog because you banned their IP. LOl
Hoping little Eliza gets to feeling better. Poor baby.
My youngest has asthma and has had it since he was a baby. He does the steroids and inhalers, all that crap. He is small for his age and doesn’t grow very fast, but the boy can eat! I always tell himthe best things come in small packages. Hope Eliza feels better real soon.
Well, the good news is that you can keep using your nice new cosmetics.
I am so sorry Eliza is sick again. I’ll be thinking of her.
I will keep Eliza in my thoughts today.
And the recycling bugged me too. How hard would it have been to throw an extra bin out and label it “cans”?
Write a letter/e-mail to the conference hotel telling them you enjoyed yourself but think they could do more to encourage recycling. Sorry, I know you’re busy (do this in your spare time please! ha ha) but I do think hotels need to hear this. Hang in there.
pollution? hmphf! ;-)
I am with you on the recycling. Plus I was getting quizzical looks when I said I drive a Prius (after people test-drove the hybrid.)
I am really bad about recycling at home…but good about it at work. I am trying to be better at home though.
I love the way you write!!! I came to you through Mocha Momma because I heard she licked you.
Maybe if we ALL wrote a letter to the Hyatt about the recycling…hm. Sounds like a blog post to me. And if they would just hand out an actual sized plate at the caterings so you could use one and not get 4 teeny tiny plates (hey, I don’t like my banana bread touching my fruit, I just don’t)…
Sorry to hear about the kidlet. I hope all is well soon.
Blocking the IP address: priceless.
I always got the impression that California was full of tree-hugging hippies that recycle their asses off. I suppose that only happens up in the hills, away from the urban sprawl and hazey coast.
Sorry to hear about Eliza, I send hugs and healing thoughts her way.
Oh woe. I can only imagine how stressful it is when your kid has a chronic condition like asthma. You can never relax. I’m so sorry Jess. Hope she feels better soon. And the banned IP snafu? Classic. Remind me to tell you about the time I installed tighter security on my home wifi…
Aww shucks Eliza!! You know it’s cause she missed you so darn much. She’s a lucky girl to be raised in such a clean place. Be well soon!!
It feels so wrong to throw out recyclables. I’d probably go back at night and separate the trash.
Poor Eliza. I hope she gets well soon.
Feel better, Eliza!
I can’t believe that about the recycling! Here in Minnesota it seems like there is always recycling. I would have had the exact same reaction, Jess.
Hope Eliza is better soon. She’ll grow and be fine. Just get through this. I’ll be thinking of you.