Just Stuff

There’s a fair been happening around here at the moment (or at least it feels like that when you have to report it all in one entry).

On Wednesday I had a follow up appointment for Lily at the hospital. Naughty me, missed the original follow up appointment for the 4th of August – hey, when they are booked over 6 months in advance you are bound to forget?! If that wasn’t bad enough, the rescheduled appointment was rescheduled again (something to do with the doctor being away). Anyway, we made it to the hospital, albeit a bit latter then expected.

There is good news!

The paediatrician has decided that Lily can come off her antibiotics for now or until such time as we get the results of her ultrasound, which is to take place on Tuesday 30th October. If the ultrasound reveals that Lily’s hydronephrosis has worsened (that is, the dilation has increased) then she is to go back on the antibiotics. If the dilation remains the same or better she gets to stay off the medication. Apparently, there is much more risk with infection in kidneys with babies less than 12 months. Now that she is older the risk is not so bad. However, in saying that, we were advised that every (note emphasis) time she gets a temperature, we are to take her straight to the GP to allow for urinary analysis (I am excited about the prospect of dicing with that good old fanny bag again!).

So, at this stage, we go off the drugs and wait for the ultrasound (which I imagine isn’t going to be as pleasant as it was when Lily was a newborn).

Moving on. We have made contact with the Builder!!!! Yippppeeeee! (can you sense my excitement).

We (or just me because Trevor has to work) are meeting with the builder ‘on site’ *he he he* on Tuesday morning to discuss everything that needs to be discussed (I suppose - because I have no idea). I was advised by the builder that it will take around 1-1 ½ hours. Oh! I’m excited that we finally have some action – super excited *dance around the house excited*. Alas, there is a down side – apparently he is running 3 weeks behind; something to do with the rain and concreters. I really hope this isn’t a sign of things to come. I’m trying not to think to much about that comment. Hopefully he can whip a few concreters out of his bum between now and next week so I can get my slab ASAP.

Hmmm, what else...

Work is really full on at the moment. There is so much to be done – lots of deadlines. My days are very busy which is great. Means home time comes around quickly. I really like my job. I work in a busy team environment with great people. All is not good with the team though. Apparently (because I’m not privy or involved) there are some issues with the team dynamics, so much so, they have called in reinforcements and we (meaning the whole team) have to attend some team building/counselling/ development day next week. Sounds fun huh? Can’t say I am looking forward to it all (especially when it really has nothing to do with me). I consider myself a team player so in thinking it will make for a better work environment, I guess (well not really - its compulsory) I'll attend (together with glee and gusto *cough* *cough*). Stay tunned for this one!

I had a day off yesterday and headed to the lovely Miss Sophie’s 3rd birthday party. It was a lovely morning for all involved. Byron was very excited at the prospect of “having a day off” to go to a party. He talked about his “day off” for days – “I’m having a day off tomorrow mummy” – Me thinking – a day off from what?! Craft, sleep, playing in the sunshine – Geezers I need a holiday just to do one of those things. I love having a weekday off with the chilblanes. I really enjoy that time. It's a step away from normalness if only for a day.

I think that’s all there is to report for now.

Oh! One more thing!

Byron is starting soccer tomorrow – my little boy is joining organised sport – kindy indoor soccer. The juvenile sporting weekends have begun. I imagine this is when my weekends of freedom (by the way, my definition of freedom is not your standard characterisation - no no – I mean it in the context of restrictions on unscheduled dealings) end for good (or at least the next 18 years).

....and that's it!

Nighty Night.