It feels like we are drowning again. John and I have been on catch up ever since the trauma of Riley's birth and the challenging life it left in its wake.
John did an amazing job as The Bootstrap Boogie volunteer photographer last Saturday evening. Our computer is now filled with revelers in our barn and on the mechanical bull. We expect to discover some of the shots in the Naples News this week. Now we may need to redefine "tired" when it comes to John.
There has been plenty of stress and not the least of it being health. Riley had a long challenging weekend - no one needs those details. Not long ago John suffered a bad ear infection which we treated with antibiotics. We thought it was taken care of... We also kept him from his passion during the healing process and he has not been diving in over two months. Sunday evening his one and only filling fell out which was very strange. Monday morning, while waiting for a flat repair he decided to walk over to the dentist.... missing work all the while. He then discovered the infection and spread throughout his sinuses and was destroying his teeth as well. He has now had a root canal and will be having a crown, another round of medication, and we hope that no other teeth meet the same fate.
In the meantime, I am struggling with the demands of taking Riley so frequently to meet with medical specialists. Monday was the Pulmonologist. It took the entire morning and as you can expect that was all driving and waiting. Tomorrow is the Opthalmologist, but I find I must cancel. I cannot manage it right now. It's all about tracking and covering every one's butt. But, it's at the expense of Riley's energy, my time and energy, the wear and tear on the jeep and of course the incredible cost of gasoline. Do these sound like legitimate excuses. Likely not. But at some point we should get to live our lives rather than shuttling around to doctor's offices.
Not feeling so special today... Stacie