One of those days

Did you ever have “one of those days?”  So many things were going so good today that you would just have to think nothing could go wrong.

Friend Karen and son Ian came over today and sat with the girls all day long so mommy could get out to appointments, some shopping etc.  Mommy really really enjoyed being out and it was good for her.  The girls played well with Ian and generally had a good time.

Daddy had some new, nice clients today and was able to wrap up a lot of work.  Grandpa came out and mowed the lawn and played with Rebekah a while.  And the weather was really nice.

Ok, so why not so good?  I, daddy, am really frustrated.   Number one and most important to me, Rebekah is having some problems that don’t seem to go away.  In fact, they seem to be getting worse.  Her left eye was only open ½ way at most today and she very clearly seems to be favoring her right eye.  She wants to eat so bad but after the first or second bite of anything in her mouth she coughs, throws the food and screams in pain.  She is constantly saying/signing “owie” and pointing to her mouth.  I am afraid the radiation effects are starting to take toll and it really hurts to see your little girl hurting.

In addition I have a couple of emergency cases that I am trying to figure out how I can get them done before we head off for a vacation – I don’t want to ruin our shot at a vacation because I can’t get them done.  Then we had an electrical problem at home today.  One circuit went “bad” and doesn’t seem to work. It covers part of my office, the laundry room and some of the outside lights (as well as the overhead light in the girls’ new playroom.)  I can’t figure it out (male frustration here) and don’t know who to call.  Ugh.  

Then I look at all the work that needs done to get the van ready to go if we can go on vacation.  More hours that I don’t know where they are going to come from.  And oh ya, did I mention there is a flat tire on the camping trailer we live in at the hospital and we need to get that fixed too to be able to leave for the hospital the day we come back from vacation????  

On top of Rebekah’s problems, I feel like so many hurdles are being thrown in the way of getting to get away and that’s pretty tough.  How about that – it’s not Friday, we’re not at the hospital and I’m ranting anyway.  

How about some prayer covering please!