My Sethie likes music, but it has to be on his terms. When he was a baby he would get mad at me when I would sing to him like I had sung to the other babies. Eventually I stopped singing. He will sing in primary, and he would rather listen to an audio book than music. He doesn't really sing in Sacrament meeting unless it's Christmas time. That made choir practice extra special for me. Seth was sitting on a chair next to me waiting for Dad to take him home. I commented that this piano particularly made it hard to turn the pages of my music. He happily volunteered to turn pages for me.... I happily accepted. He sat on the bench next to me, put his head on my shoulder and softly sang, "I know that my Redeemer Lives" into my ear. He would turn the page, but once or twice got into the song enough that he forgot. I didn't care one bit. His sweet voice in my ear made me the happiest.
Monday morning, I ended up in the ER for the first time since I was 21. Ironically both were for cysts. The first was from a cyst that had formed after I broke my tailbone sledding. This current one I've had for years.... sometimes it would be close to the surface, sometimes it would go down to where I couldn't feel it. Saturday it was bugging me. Apparently, it burst and became an abscess and infected the skin around the area. Sunday it was painful and at 5 am Monday morning it was excruciating. I was going to drive myself to the ER and text Jer so that he could be in charge of getting kids off in the morning. I got dressed and then laid on the couch so that I could get there just after the hospital shift change. It's easier to explain everything once instead of twice. Jer woke up and saw me waiting. He wanted to drive me, so off we went leaving a phone in the girls room so that we could call them when it was time to get up. We got there, ran into Janelle who had just happened to pick up a shift that morning...no wait... got into a room... no wait.... talked to the nurses and the PA on duty... no wait... he left to get some lidocaine.... gave me a shot of lidocaine and just that pressure was enough that it burst open and shot across the room. All the medical staff ooooed and awwwwed, then he cleaned it out and packed it before the lidocaine had taken effect. We were in and out in about an hour and a half. I was really sore Monday, less sore Tuesday, and today I'm feeling pretty good. Hopefully it will be better soon. It might come back because they just drained it instead of removing it.... hopefully it won't be like today again.
This is such a fun family. They're sweet and playful. It's fun to get to know them and try not to freeze in the cold rain! It was...
