Baby is home, Diary!!

9-11-12

I hear bots playing in my bedroom at 8am, so I get up. I check messages and text/facetime with the wife a bit. I brew some coffee and record/upload a new Morning Show podcast. I check online stuff, chat with Shane and read online news I missed in the last couple days. Around 10:30 the bots and I load up in the silver surfer and head to walmart for a snot sucker, Kleenex and a few other items. I also get the wife some flowers and a few snacks to enjoy in the hospital. We head there and the wife loves em. I hold James for a while and after a bit, bots is getting too rowdy. So we take off back for home.

We get home, check mail and I update blog, upload a new video and attempt to record a back up morning show. During it, my Garage Band keeps freezing and my comp starts acting up hardcore. Eventually it goes into full freeze mode and I know it’s a hard crash. I attempt to reboot a few times but it doesn’t take. I leave it off and unplugged and head out to the bank, to Arbys for the kid and then back to the hospital. We spend two and a half more hours there, in which I hold James again and take more pics. I catch the wife up on the day of nothingness I had and we talk and hang out. It sucks with her not being at home. It gets lonely!

Eventually around 7:30, bots and I leave and head to Walmart to get him some medicine cause his runny nose is developing into a cough. I get him some Reeses cups too. I get home and boot the mac into safe mode, run disc utility on it and then delete some files it says it cannot fix. (hmmmn….) I update the Java, which might be the problem as well. Then do a full reboot. It boots up fine and acts a bit sluggish, but its alive for now, shocked back into existence. Bots wants a bath, so I give him one, while face-timing with the wife over the phone. After that, I put him down for sleep and then do a blog about my top 25 albums just to get some writing done. I eventually lose myself in the news and Wikipedia for a bit. I am feeling sleepy as hell so I lay down watching Netflix and pass out by 1am.

9-13-12

My alarm gets me up at 7:30 and the bots will not get up. He’s got a bad cough and feels warm as hell. His temp only reads at a 97.5 though, unless I am not using it right. I attempt to get him dressed and get him interested in going to school but all he is doing is laying around exhausted and sick. So I call his bus and school saying he’s not coming. Its obvious the poor little guy be sick as hell. I lay him back down and check online shit. It doesn’t take as he gets up choking on his own coughing and then pukes ALL OVER! So I call the wife to help me set up a doctor appointment. None available. So I call over to different ready care places to see if he can get in and how much it will be. Finally, I find a place and take him in. Basically he’s got a big cold, so he gets anti-biotics. We head to Walgreens and wait for 25 minutes and finally get them.

I make the long drive to the hospital, park on the top level by the helicopter (again! Man the parking there sucks!) and make the long trek to their room on the other side of the building and up 3 stories again. We wait around till about 3:30 and they say we can go home. Baby is doing well and so is momma. My brother calls and we chat a bit and he says he is coming by tonight to see the baby and he’s got papers for me to sign, regarding our late uncle. The hospital discharges them and give her some prescriptions and instructions and I load up the car (via the long journey twice) and then wait outside to pick everyone up. Finally they come out and James’ car seat isn’t the most ideal angle and placement. So the wife crawls in the back to keep and eye on him as we head home. We stop off at the bank on the way. We get home and take everyone inside. I have to head back out to fill the wife’s scripts, so I head to Walgreens and wait and wait. I take off to pay a bill cause its taking too long, and then I return. I do some light shopping in the meantime. Finally they say they cannot fill the scripts because numbers don’t match and the doctor didn’t sign one of them. Plus one is considered a narcotic, so they have to be careful about it. I understand, but am now worried that my wife will not have pain meds. So I leave and call the wife who our call gets disconnected. She calls me back and says it was because when I called, she was feeding the baby and he flailed and he almost fell. Understandably, she’s upset. So I promise to hurry home. I head to Kroger and get enough groceries for the week for everyone. Then make 3 trips inside to carry everything in, dropping and breaking food and hurting my left hand in the process. I get back inside, put away everything and then the wife says she called the hospital to sort everything out, so I gotta head back to Walgreens. This time I have to take the bots, because he’s being a handful and the wife cannot keep up and her surgery scar is bleeding as a result. Worried as hell about her, I load Scott up and head back to Walgreens for the third time. I’m quite pissed at this point because the stupid hospital doctors and their error started a chain reaction leaving me mad, left hand hurt, bots all crazy wound up, my wife’s cut bleeding again and an almost major accident with our newborn baby. (Ya just never know what even the most minor things you muck up can cause a chain reaction, eh?)

SO: I get to Walgreens and wait about another 30 minutes. Meanwhile bots is loud, uncooperative and crazy. At this point, I am ready to unload on everything and everyone. But finally get the pills and rush home. I give em to the wife and wait on her to make sure she and the baby are okay. I re-clean the house (bots messed it up when I was out the first time, natch) and wait for my brother to arrive. I update blog and keep bots out of the wife’s hair as best I can. But he’s acting normal and he’s SOOOOOOOOOO going to school tomorrow! I need a break! Besides, he’s acting quite fine now.

My brother rings the bell at 9pm and I visit with him, my sister in law and my nephew. It’s a good hour or so conversation that is all over the map. It feels great to talk to them. I feel now that we’re all older (especially me) that we can relate to each other a lot better than we used to be able to. They leave and I give away some art and video game books to my nephew. I sit with bots and he passes out by 9:55. Then I sit with James and Kelly, who are feeling much better after the stressful day we’ve had. Finally I go back to my desk and break out the markers to finish those Dracula cards. I give the wife the run of the bedroom and the bed, so she’s nice and comfy for the night. I end up passing out on the couch.

An hour later, the wife wakes me up saying she don’t feel good and wants me in there. So I go in there and help with the baby and everything else. She’s freaking out wondering if there’s something wrong with her cause she came home early and she’s on the verge of some major anxiety attacks. I’m fighting the sickness that bots has now officially gave me and it sucks. Finally around 4:30 I pass out. Then back up at 6 for a feeding. Then back out till 7am when Bots gets up. I’ll let the next day tell the story….

9-14-12

I wake up at 7am when bots gets up and I play with him a bit. We all get ready and head to the doctor’s office so the wife can get her staples removed. She goes in and I feed the baby and keep the bots occupied via her phone. She comes out and we score some food at Mcds and then back home. Bots is much better today as far as his acting out and so he remains quiet while the wife sleeps til around 4pm. All day is mostly taken up by drawing, cleaning and sorting. My computer is acting up HARDCORE and I am wracking my brain trying to think of ways to raise money to get a new one, although it is not looking possible until like November or so.

By the end of the day I have mailed out all packages, put my new Titanic AP cards on ebay, started 4 sketches for commissions for Ray and then corresponded with everyone I needed to talk to. I start on the Burlesque card set from cult-stuff and talk on the phone to a local girl who wants me to possibly do commissioned caracatures of her school kids for a charity. Not much beyond that! I pass out around 1am. Bots is up at 1:30 and I have to lay him back down in his bed again. To which I realize, that life with two kids at home with various needs is going to be difficult for a while.

9-15-12

I wake up at 8:30am and the baby wants food. I hold him while the wife gets ready. While feeding, bots joins us. I get up and record a morning show and slowly upload it. I check online shit and clean out some old crap from my deviantart page. Ray approves my sketches and now I can go to inks. I ink two and then take a break. Bots and I decide to head out on our own to bond. We go to Best Buy where I look longingly at the new imacs and try an approval for credit which doesn’t take, no matter how many times I tell them that it won’t!  (I make too little cause I only work 1-2 days a week!) I get bots a disc for good behavior and we grab food and head back. We watch the rest of the Michigan game and then switch to the Notre Dame/MSU game, which ends up a dud for me. Inbetween that I watch Piranha on Netflix. I decide to hit the hay but see that I get a job offer before crashing. I stay up to toss some examples the client’s way and feel I nailed the response in the proper way. The day did ends up on a good note and I fell asleep around 1am to Miami Ink on Netflix.

9-16-12

I wake up at 8am with bots and baby and the wife says she wants to go out with bots today to bond. I clean up the house and ink the rest of Ray’s drawings. I also answer waiting emails. I nap with the baby while the wife takes bots out to feed the ducks. They return later and I deduce that bots started acting up at some point during their trip. The wife is back to being in pain and so I take over. I add a ton of horror flicks to my Netflix cue, as I am on a huge horror movie kick lately, and make the silent promise to myself that I will watch one new movie or show a day till the end of October. Then we sit and watch the end of the Steelers/Jets game. Steelers pull it out and I am very happy!

Then we order a pizza and wait around for the Lions/49rs game. We watch and it’s a frustrating 4 hours for me. Eventually they lose, as the wife puts the kids to bed. I skim through some shows on Netflix before finally settling on watching more Miami Ink. The baby keeps getting up for feedings during the night and I don’t end up falling asleep until 3am.