Doods. When It Rains, It Pours


May 22, 2008 by Marj Hatzell

Holy Stinking Heck.

The phone just rang. Did you hear it?  It seems that the respite care I applied for TEN MONTHS AGO is finally coming into play.  Last year when I was totally overwhelmed and in major need of some reprieve, I applied for respite care. I wasn’t expecting more than a few hours a month, enough to go on a date with my husband once in a while. I was just tired of relying on my family.  So we waited, and waited, and waited some more. Then we found out we were passed over a few times due to the boys’ medical issues and the fact that they needed a certified person (as in, CPR and nursing so that they could give meds) to provide the care.  So we didn’t think we’d ever get someone.

In the meantime, we found THE BEST BABYSITTER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD and we love, love, LOVE her. She’s worth every penny and then some. I want her to move in. I want her to go to Utah with us (she’d never ever come back if she did that, I tells ya).  Seriously, though, I hope she can do it for a long time, because we’ve had her every two-to-three weeks and it is sooooo nice to go out to dinner with the husband or to go and get a slice of pizza without having to call a family member and mess up their plans.  Plus, did I tell you?  SHE CLEANED MY BASEMENT!  And they are ALWAYS ASLEEP!  And she’s coming again tomorrow!  WOOHOO!!!


So they called today.  The respite organization.  See, it’s all non-profit, which means, no real funds. They help as much as they can.  My single-mom friends have 20 hours over a 60-day period to use as they can. They nice thing about respite is that they are HIGHLY SKILLED (most of the time) which is why the waiting list is ridiculous. I even considered doing respite for my one single-mom friend once in a while.  I just wonder if having TWO Bugaboos would be too much, you know?

We have an intake scheduled for next week. Should take an hour.  Of course, it is right when the boys are due home on the same day my sister moves. But if I passed this over I’d have to wait another week. Plus, I can help my sister in the a.m, drive north for the intake and then head back to my sister’s house.  I think it will work out just fine.

OMG OMG OMG.  Do you have any idea how much this is going to help?  We can even SAVE UP HOURS and go away for an over night. You can pretty much use them any way that you want, as long as you follow their guidelines.  Just when I was having a nuclear meltdown, a door opens.

It always opens, No?

3 thoughts on “Doods. When It Rains, It Pours

  1. RuthWells says:

    YAY!!!!! Use it wisely. ; )

  2. That is kind of amazing–meltdown then answer. I hope it goes well. You probably can’t even imagine a night off and away, can you?

  3. With every door that closes, one opens in…

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