April 5, 2007

When It's Not Your Day...


Sometimes you can tell it's going to be a foul day from the second you get up. Your hair looks like crap, you spill coffee on yourself and can't find your car keys. Today didn't start off like that, it started off good. The babies did great with their second night on the new schedule, and I got a good night's sleep before heading off to work. I got to work a little early to prepare for a meeting and print off the materials to be discussed. The first printer I tried got jammed, the second just sat there, the third was low on toner and the fourth just printed one page a minute. No big deal, but a precursor as to the way the rest of the day was going to go. We had a 10:00 a.m. appointment with neurosurgery at U of M for Niklas to get a head ultrasound to see how his shunt was functioning. We then had a follow up appointment at 11:00 to review the results with the neurosurgeon. I left the office at 9:45 and hit every light on the way there, traffic was horrible and the streets were jammed at every turn. When I got to the parking structure I was held up by a car that took the whole family to park. The Mom and Brother got out of the van to to help Dad navigate on what was obviously his first day ever driving in the United States. And, wouldn't it figure that, I had to park on the very highest level of the parking structure. Again, no big deal, but we are just getting warmed up here (literally). I got to the hospital around 10:15 (should have been a 10 minute drive) and realized that I left the piece of paper with the room number on it in my office. After about 10 minutes or so I was able to track down the room that Greta and Niklas were in and the ultrasound was already underway and it wrapped up punctually at about 10:50. We then headed over to the neurosurgery department to discuss the results with the doctor. We didn't actually get seen until 1:45 p.m., 2 hours and 45 minutes late. After about 1 hour I explained to the nurse that Niklas was premature and at high risk for RSV and that sitting in this waiting room is not a good thing for him. I informed her that my triplets all receive Synagis at $1500 a pop to try and prevent it. The nurse was very nice and thought it would be best to put us in a room, and then forget about us for the next hour and 45 minutes. Finally, we met with the doctor who told us that he "thought" everything looked good, but there were a couple areas of concern that he couldn't be 100% sure of. We would need to schedule a CAT scan to get a clearer picture of what is going on. I wanted to ask him if I should request vacation days for it. We were both discouraged by the inconclusive news, but too tired at this point to really get to concerned about it. We checked out of the clinic and headed to Greta's car parked on the roof of the parking structure. When we walked out onto the roof we noticed a little smoke near our car. I didn't know what it was, but I wanted to make sure Niklas didn't breathe any of it in. I told Greta to stay put, and that I would go get the car. As I approached the vehicle, I noticed that the car two spaces over from us was becoming engulfed in flames. I sat there for a second or two deciding whether or not to just make a run for it and get the car, but in that moment of hesitation the flames roared higher and higher. Before I knew it, security was telling me to step away and get back into the building. I could only hope that the flames would take my wonderful GM vehicle with it. Greta and I went to the lobby and had some coffee. When you are having a bad day, there is nothing you can do but laugh. And so for some lighter news...Lukas farts profusely when he eats.

6 comments:

Kevin Currie said...

we've all had 'em man. especially the farting profusely part.

Anonymous said...

You have to keep your sense of humor. It probably won't be the last time you have a day like this. My only concern at this time is that Gabbie has on a baseball outfit! Come on where's the pink stuff? Love Granny

Hanselman Family said...

As my father would tell you:
“Persevere this too shall pass!”
And it sounds like Lukas has already learned to pass things on easily.

Anonymous said...

Greta and Jason, days like this will become wonderful stories to share with the babes. Never fear you've only begun with days like this. Our family has had and continues to have these types of experiences??? As the babes grow so will the adventure. Keep your humor (you'll need it!)
Judy Stark

Carrie Socia said...

I thinking that this blog may turn into a book someday... so keep on chuggin'. What a day! Glad you can still find humor in it. The babies are just beautiful! Hope Gabbie's cold is nearing the end... I feel like the last four months have been on going colds for everyone is the household.

Thinking of all of you!

HMB said...

I got stressed out too since there weren't any paragraph breaks. Have a heart, Jake!

No really...when it gets like that...take a deep breath and ask God to help you out. I'm so serious. He helps me every single time. He just wants you to rely on Him instead of yourself. Okay. Enough God talk for now. Love the updates, Jason!