So I got back yesterday afternoon and not a minute too soon.
It seems my bad timing is still with me. No sooner did I leave for my trip than I get a call from MJ. Will would not sleep and would not stop crying. He was also wheezing and seemed to be running a fever. The next day, we found out he had a double ear infection and a fever of 103 degrees.
There isn’t a more helpless feeling in the world than being stuck in another part of the country when your wife and kid need you. Poor MJ nearly lost her mind. Her parents are in Vegas and mine work full time so she had no one to help her. And since daycare doesn’t accept sick kids, she had to take time off work when her branch was already short-handed. And all I could do was keep fielding teary phone calls in South Carolina while listening to Will scream like a maniac in the background.
When I finally did get home yesterday I drove Mach 7 down I-495 and literally ran up the hill to get in the door to see them both. Even though Will is still congested and coughing a lot, he gave me a big smile when he realized I was home. I didn’t realize how much I’d miss him, but it was torture being away. I couldn’t sleep by myself, it was too quiet. And I ended up waking up at the crack of down every day just out of habit.
I’ll post more about the trip when I have some time but let’s just say it’s good to be home and it’s horrible to feel so useless when the people you love need you.
More to come…