This week started with some amazing news…nothing was about to bring me down from the high I was being on after finding out that I do not have MS. Don’t get me wrong, there were a few things that threw me off in the last 2 or 3 days but I kept bringing myself back to the good news I heard Monday.
So what exactly was it that threw me…1st it was a conversation with a good friend who was upset by another…OY! I hate it when people I care about are hurt; especially when I can so easily relate because we have experienced much of the same things in life. She is someone whose pain I can literally feel. But she is strong, stronger than she will ever give herself credit for, and although she was badly hurt, I know in my heart she will be able to move forward, be successful, and get those results she wants. Yup, she is that awesome!!!
THEN came Friday…Friday, what could possibly go wrong on Friday? It started with an e-mail from Nick’s teacher stating she is concerned about him and that he did not hand in his homework this week…UGH! This kid has been doing great in school since we took him off his medicine. All A’s and B’s…except for Pre-Algebra. He is struggling with that class. He wasn’t doing homework and was not doing well on tests and quizzes. So we’ve been on him, he’s been doing his part, so we thought, and then I get this email.
As soon as I see him I ask him about his homework…he said he did it. I’m totally confused…so what’s up with this email from his teacher????? That is something we need to get to the bottom of.
As I’m leaving work and driving downtown to pick up Nick after school I get a call from the hubster informing me that our lights were turned off in a way that fits only his definition of calm. There was nothing I could do at this point so I told him to call and pay over the phone with the debit card. He says ok and we hang up. I drive about a mile on the interstate and it comes to a screeching halt…What The Heck! I need to be downtown in 20 minutes to get my poor son who goes to a really GREAT school that not located in the best area. So I call him and tell him I will be late and to wait for me inside.
While I’m sitting in traffic the hubster calls me back to tell me the debit card was declined…again, what the heck? He told me it has to be paid within the hour (by 6PM) or it will be out for the weekend (again he is speaking to me in his “calm” tone) so we agreed he should head to the office and just go there and pay it in person. We hang up and I continue to creep down the interstate, almost in tears because I don’t want Nick waiting to long for me.
At 530PM, 30 minutes before the deadline to pay the electric bill, my cool, calm, and oh so collected husband calls me back to inform me that the office closes at 5PM. GREAT!! So I take a deep breath and asked him to call them back and just pay phone and give them the checking account information. He goes into a “minor” panic and tells me he doesn’t have the phone number. I told him it was on the bill and asked if he had it, which he did. So we hung up so he could call.
With that the traffic started to clear so I was able to drive a few miles at a decent speed and actually made up for lost time. THEN…it all backs up again…Geez Louise! Oh, that’s right, there are 40,000 people that need to pick up their race packets for the Cooper River Bridge Run tonight. Why in God’s name did they not go pick them up the night before when there was hardly anybody out? So I crept along until I was able to get off the interstate then I kind-a sort-a drove on the wrong side of the road (there were 12 cars making a right turn and I needed to make a left) so I could get to Nick. There he was safe and sound and I was less than 10 minutes late…thank you God…with all that messy traffic. Just before I arrived at Nick’s school TJ called me to tell me that he was able to pay the bill over the phone and he was headed back home.
Nick and I had a good long talk about his homework. He was very confused because he did do it and was able to show it all to me once we arrived home AND we were able to see his homework because by the time we got there the electric was back on. At this point I was exhausted so we ate and just headed up to
bed because we all had to get up early for Justin’s Karate belt test.
Here it is Saturday morning! Justin’s big day. He was up and ready to go early since he made sure he was asleep by 830 the night before. He was so excited he even asked Joe to help him with his hair. It was the sweetest thing to watch Joe stand on his toe’s to brush his “little” brothers hair. So we head to the gymnasium where they are holding the ceremony. There’s like 200 kids and all kinds of karate people. At 9:00AM sharp they get started with the test. There were 2 kids that came in just after 9AM, like a couple of minutes after 9AM and they were not allowed to take their test. THEY ARE STRICT…and so they should be. It just breaks my heart, for the kids, whose parents can’t get them there on time.
So we watched Justin do his thing…he is serious about this stuff! He did okay, he was a little distracted but it was great to watch. He knew all his moves!! Once they completed everything they sat with the judges and they reviewed their test scores, told them what they did right and wrong, and informed them if they passed. We were waiting patiently for Justin to meet with the judge who reviewed his group. As we are waiting, Justin’s Sensei came over to us and took TJ outside to talk to him. At that moment my heart broke. TJ walked back in and looked at me with a sad face and shook his head. Of course I started to cry. Sensei David wanted us to know ahead of time that Justin didn’t pass his test because he knew how upset he would be. He missed one thing…it was a squat type move that had to be held and they couldn’t come out of it until they were told to. And Justin, being just like his mom, couldn’t hold his squat and came up out of it for a moment. Sensei told TJ that the re-test wasn’t until Wednesday, but he would allow Justin to do that part over on Monday, in front of his class, and he will give him new belt then…which just happens to be his 10th birthday (I am praying hard he gets it!)
So, now it’s Justin’s turn to talk to the judge. He is sitting on the floor facing me and the judge has her back to us. Then begin to talk and Justin has this huge smile on his face, she is telling him how great he did, he’s talking back all excited…then she dropped the bomb, his face went blank and I turned away. I couldn’t bear to look at him and I didn’t want him to see my tears. TJ went to get him and we headed out. It took a while but he collected himself and is doing better. It was a tough experience for him (and I) but a good lesson. I’m so hopeful that he will pass the re-test on Monday. I am so darn proud of that child; he has come so far in the last couple of years.
Things have settled for the night around here…we are all watching the 2012 Kids Choice Awards together. I love these moments, I love my boys more than anything…my heart hurts when they are sad or disappointed. I am so grateful to God that I never told them that I was diagnosed with MS. There was a time that I was going to tell them; I had a book for them to read and everything. I can only imagine how devastated they would have been reading that book.
Yup…it was a trying weekend. But I thank God every day that the MS diagnosis was incorrect. Even on the days when I feel down or something or someone upsets me, I need to remember how great things truly are and how blessed I am…I did that a lot yesterday and today
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