August 3, 2010

The unknown horror

Alas, dear readers, I fear I must take time today to inform you of a cause du jour, a need for action, an unspeakable tragedy unfolding before our very eyes.

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July 29, 2010

Today is…?

I have my days all jacked up. After running out of here early Tuesday afternoon and then spending all day yesterday at home watching videos with Zoe, I’m completely f*cked when it comes to what day it is. I keep thinking it’s Monday. It’s seriously screwing with my head.

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July 29, 2010

Zozo and M

Zozo update: She had an uneventful night, getting lots of good sleep and waking up pretty happy this morning. She was quiet on the way to school, thinking about how the day would go with the cast and sling, I think. She’ll miss water day today as she can’t get the cast wet, but her old Bunny Room teachers were thrilled that she’d be spending some time with them (and I think she was excited, too) while her Bear Room friends ran through the sprinkler. She didn’t push me out the door as she normally does, “Because, Mommy, I usually push you with two hands and right now I can’t,” but she was pretty matter-of-fact about it and just wanted me to leave so she could eat her Rice Krispies.

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July 28, 2010

Zoe’s arm

She was climbing up the slide the wrong way, with a friend pulling on her arm to help her up. Somehow her arm twisted and that was it. Lots of pain and crying. I got the call at 12:12 p.m., exactly 30 seconds after sitting down to an off-site office lunch to which, of course, I hadn’t driven my own car. Called M, who promptly canceled the rest of his day while flying out the door. I ate a lunch I did not taste, and made small talk without really listening, while silently willing my colleagues to eat their damn food already so I could get back and get my car.

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