Christmas 2011
My post Christmas vacation started with a trip to the ER because Steve woke me up at 1:30 am telling me he had chest pains.
Needless to say, it's been a long day.
Christmas itself was lovely. We had both families over for Christmas Eve and it was a wonderfully loud, chaotic, enjoyable night. Thomas was thoroughly spoiled and so over stimulated. Christmas day was low key, just my parents and sister, with a nice roast beef dinner and no nap for Thomas. He collapsed at ten of eight, early for him, and the rest of us didn't make it much longer. His favorite gifts were his fire truck, his trains, and his wheelies ramp. My favorite gift is the laptop I'm using right now to type this. Best. Husband. Ever.
Who woke me up this morning at 1:30 am to tell me his hands and feet were numb and his chest was tight. We tossed the baby monitor at my sister and went to the hospital. They sent me home at 3 am after he'd been pain free for forty five minutes, but he had to stay for more tests. He was released this morning and the doctor assured us he's heart problem free. It was probably indigestion complicated by an anxiety attack. Steve's uncle died last January of a heart attack, very suddenly. It has made him anxious about his health in a way his parents' cancers haven't. The two of us have been exhausted all day, but thankfully Thomas has been low key today, wanting nothing more than to watch Follow That Bird, read books, and play with his trains and ramp and fire trucks.
I could have lived without the drama. We were supposed to take T to the aquarium and then go to a movie tonight, but we're too tired. So we'll do the aquarium tomorrow, but I doubt we'll catch a movie. Which sucks, because we really need a date night.
Needless to say, it's been a long day.
Christmas itself was lovely. We had both families over for Christmas Eve and it was a wonderfully loud, chaotic, enjoyable night. Thomas was thoroughly spoiled and so over stimulated. Christmas day was low key, just my parents and sister, with a nice roast beef dinner and no nap for Thomas. He collapsed at ten of eight, early for him, and the rest of us didn't make it much longer. His favorite gifts were his fire truck, his trains, and his wheelies ramp. My favorite gift is the laptop I'm using right now to type this. Best. Husband. Ever.
Who woke me up this morning at 1:30 am to tell me his hands and feet were numb and his chest was tight. We tossed the baby monitor at my sister and went to the hospital. They sent me home at 3 am after he'd been pain free for forty five minutes, but he had to stay for more tests. He was released this morning and the doctor assured us he's heart problem free. It was probably indigestion complicated by an anxiety attack. Steve's uncle died last January of a heart attack, very suddenly. It has made him anxious about his health in a way his parents' cancers haven't. The two of us have been exhausted all day, but thankfully Thomas has been low key today, wanting nothing more than to watch Follow That Bird, read books, and play with his trains and ramp and fire trucks.
I could have lived without the drama. We were supposed to take T to the aquarium and then go to a movie tonight, but we're too tired. So we'll do the aquarium tomorrow, but I doubt we'll catch a movie. Which sucks, because we really need a date night.
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posted by Lucy Starr @ 6:42 PM
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