Another Hospital... Another Surgery... Another Waiting Room...
I'm supposed to be working today. Cleaning my classroom, packing things away, finishing paperwork, etc... Instead I'm sitting at a hospital in Greensboro, NC, waiting for my son to come out of surgery. I found out about 4:00 yesterday afternoon that Jared would be having surgery today. Jared is my third child, second son, my Winter baby (born in Dec. just 2 weeks after my 31st birthday) and an accident waiting to happen. No lie. Hey,we've never been to THIS hospital! We have done *this* so many times with him. I tell everyone that we have ID passes to every hospital and ER up and down the East coast. Since Jared was a little fella, we've been frequenting hospitals for one injury or another--some health issue or another. Even when we are on vacation, we somehow manage to end up at some kind of medical facility. This is our dare devil child, no fear, "go big or go home" child, "Hey, Ya'll watch this!", sports playing, soccer loving, do eve...