I'm safe here in my home town. The ride was uneventful. We didn't leave home until 4 PM because Babygirl wanted to come along for the ride.
That was okay, actually. I had to go in and finish up that root canal this morning! It actually went very well, but I am SO tired of having half of my face numb. Now I need to schedule with my dentist to finish it all up.
After THAT delightful start to my day (well, not the start, I guess - I went in to work for an hour first), I went off to Staples in search of some sort of computer desk-wheely cart thing to use at work to keep my wrists happier. It's a very bad sign if you start having pain less than two weeks into the new level of computer usage. I found one, took it to work (my day off, right?) and assembled it. Still numb, I went home to sort Mom's meds, dress my dad's foot, and pack and load up to bring him home.
So far, so good. No flat tire. No car drama. No U-turns, missing tools, lost luggage.
But the bad news? Because you know that there has to be some?
I just tucked Babygirl back into bed. She has a bellyache, different than the last ones. And she has chills. Her current temp is 97, but I've thus far never seen her have chills that didn't lead to a hospital admission.
And we are eight hours from CHOP.
So all you night owls, send up a prayer. I'm going to crawl into bed with her and hope for the best.