I was wiped out yesterday. Hence the double slice today with not a single slice yesterday. It turned out that my kidney stone situation was a bit more complicated that we originally thought. I had to have a semi-emergency surgery Friday night to preserve my kidney functioning. Although they were both functioning at the time, they were fearful by the size and location of the kidney stones as well as the inflammation and elevated white blood cell count, things could go from stable to dire in the blink of an eye.

I felt the familiar pain start to creep in. Mid back just below the ribs on the right. Then a wave of nausea hit and I knew. Fucking kidney stone. My ultimate nemesis.

March 2019: I’m worried about George’s language. He’s 16 months old and only saying Dada. He’s a boy and the doctor convinced me that his hyper verbal sister is not the best comparison. I know this. But my gut is telling me there is something going on.

I heard her singing while eating lunch. The babysitter asked what song it was. She explained the funny videos she sometimes watches with me.

Weekend mornings are bittersweet. I remember the days when I could sleep as late as I would like with no one interrupting me looking for breakfast or a butt wipe. But in those moments between asleep and awake, the most beautiful things start to happen.

We had started to hear early rumblings about the Corona virus in early March. Around the 5th or so, my director asked me what did she think we should do from a technology standpoint if we needed to very quickly move students to remote. I had never even considered this. We started brainstorming some ideas. On March 7th, I saw a bunch of my girlfriends for dinner. We didn’t even mentions Covid. On March 12th, I saw several of them again when I attended a pretty large in person conference at a convention center. 😳 The thought of that now is terrifying. My boss asked me if I could come back to the office early. We were making the announcement that we needed to move to remote. It was all hands on deck.

There are days when you feel energized and empowered. And there are days when you feel like you’ve been hit by a bus.