Figures

This is what I get for trying to manage my life. I had worked it all out so that I could spend Monday and Tuesday evenings chilling and hanging with my family and friends, respectively, provided I devoted all of Wednesday to homework and studying for the quiz in the morning. I probably didn't budget that time quite right, but it would have meant for a late-but-not-too-late night tonight. Unless.

At 6:30 this evening, right as we were heating up dinner, Xander started vomiting. We're not sure if it's a delayed reaction to Monday's immunizations or a reaction to the soy yogurt that he tried for the first time, but it was pretty bad. He's thrown up after shots before, but this time was a lot more severe than anything we'd seen before, and it didn't stop. He was miserable, and he started to get clammy and a little out of it. We ended up at the Children's Hospital Urgent Care an hour and a half later. It's 11:30 now and we're getting discharged, finally. They couldn't say for sure what caused the vomiting, but they were able to make it stop and get him rehydrated, so it looks like the storm has passed. That was a scary few hours.

And now it'll be midnight or later before I get home, and I have a quiz at 8 a.m. that I haven't studied for. Sometimes we need a little dose of humility in our lives. God had to step in and remind me that I'm not in control, and that procrastination is not the best policy. I'm just glad Xander is OK. I can do a day on limited sleep (especially with the help of my good friend Starbuck) and I'd much rather fail the quiz and have a healthy baby than the alternative.

In other news, the spellchecker man thinks "rehydrated" is not a word. It also thinks "spellchecker" is not a word. While I'm on rabbit trails, where did the name Starbucks come from? Is it from Melville? I might have to look into that.

They're letting us go home now, and I need to study. Thanks for stopping by, and come back soon.

P.S.: It's October.