Dying to know why I’ve been AWOL recently? sure. Why not.
Greg got a phone call from his mother at 3 am Saturday telling him that his grandfather was on his deathbed. We got up, packed, and drove 15 hours to see him. We were able to see him twice before he went in for surgery, and he was able to see Max, his only great-grandchild, again – which Greg’s grandma tells us was one of his hopes to have happen before he died. As of today, he’s still alive, which is by all accounts amazing and unexpected, although he has not been brought out of the medically induced coma since the surgery a few days ago. So long story short, we’re lingering up here at the family farm (on REALLY unreliable dial-up, erk!) until he dies or takes a significant turn for the better (well, up to another week, no longer), a day away from home because he is NOT expected to walk out of that hospital and we can’t afford to make the trip up here again should he die after we leave. Although I would probably make Greg go, for his own emotional sanity.
Obviously that only accounts for my absence this last week, but trust me, I’ve got more.
Shortly before Christmas, our doctor told us that Max has some sort of developmental disorder, and although the final diagnosis isn’t in yet, we’ve been kept busy going to various specialty referrals, sometimes more than one in a week. So far the consensus is that it isn’t too serious, and that with therapy he’ll catch right up, but it does keep me occupied. *sigh*
Huh? Oh, that’s not it. I was holding off on posting about this until I told my family, and hey – funny story – the perfect opportunity to break it to them came during this trip back to the state where both my family and Greg’s family lives. Anyway, I’m also pregnant! So that’s been something to do, in all of my free time. (The baby’s due in August, if you were wondering.)
So maybe Kim will read this and forgive me for submitting my pattern for Crochetme‘s LOVE issue a week after the final deadline. I despise being late. She’s putting it in anyway, because she’s awesome like that. So, um. I’ll be back later, sometime.
Holy crap, girl, you and yours have been through the wringer. I hope things resolve in the best way possible with Greg’s grandpa. And I’m sure Max will be fine.
And congrats on the wee one!
Sending you thoughts of calm and balance.
Wow…so sorry about grandpa! Congrats on the pregnancy, that’s awesome..as for Max..keep your chin up – whatever it is you’ll see with some extra help he’ll do great. My son is autistic and when he was first diagnosed it seemed as if the world fell on top of me – now, 8 yrs later he’s happy, healthy, and the light of my life….Max will be FINE and everything will work out.
Sorry to hear about Greg’s Grandfather – hopefully things go for the better!
Congratulations on the upcoming new arrival!
A new baby!!! Sounds like you could use some good news. So Max might need a little extra attention. I have a feeling you’re up for it. I’m sending prayers and good vibes your way.
oh my god melissa! hang in there girl! i am so sorry to hear about grandpa and max, i am sure its been very difficult:( on the other hand, congrats on your new baby! i hope you are feeling ok! yay!
Man. Man, man, man. You’ve certainly had a lot on your plate lately. Strength, Melissa. It’s amazing what we can get through and look back on later.
I’m impressed that you were only a week late, to be honest! I haven’t had nearly the craziness and I just submitted my review yesterday. D’oh.
Holy Moley!! Sounds like you’ve got a lot on your plate, both good and bad. I really hope things start to settle soon. Congrats on the wee one in the works! Take care and keep up the awesome designing…I love it!
Such a mixture of good and bad news. Sorry to hear about your grandfather. Congrats on the expected new arrival. Hope the ultimate prognosis for your son turns out to be something simple and easy to fix. I don’t know what kind of disorder it is, but my own son had speech therapy early on and he’s fine now. Good luck with everything!
Wow, Melissa! I am way behind on blog reading, and I just caught up on yours. I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. And I hope Max is doing great. And congratulations on your pregnancy (but not on the sickness; blech)!