This morning, Seth finished packing, printed out directions from the airport to his hotel and various other places that he needed to go, and headed upstairs to say goodbye to the kids. He told each one of them that Mommy (that’s me) was going to take him to the airport and he was going to get on a plane and go away for a while but that Mommy was coming right back home and that he would be home as soon as he could. He gave everyone hugs and kisses. Sam was chewing on a marshmallow when he got his little speech, hugs and kisses, and he had a vacant little smile on his face the whole time. I knew he wasn’t processing a single word Seth said, but Seth insisted (based on the fact that Sam hugged him back) that Sam understood. Until Sam looked at him and shrugged while saying, “But, if you set a marshmallow on fire, it won’t be fluffy anymore!” and then he scampered off…
Yeah. Did I mention that my kid’s on the spectrum?
We’ll miss Seth, but we hope that the next six weeks go by quickly and relatively painlessly. I’ve hired an extra babysitter to help me in the evenings and on weekends and I hope that’s enough to get me through. Seth’s going to have a very demanding schedule while he’s in SoCal, so I don’t envy him in the least.
On the health front, I had a Secretin MRI/MRCP earlier this week and the preliminary report showed that my pancreas and pancreatic duct are working, and that my common and bile ducts are enlarged. Not sure what all that means but I’m seeing my GI doc on Tuesday and will know more then.