Seth went to work around 12:15 and I curled up on the couch wondering why on earth I hadn't gone to work because, you know, I felt pretty okay. I wasn't in a lot of pain, I didn't feel loopy from the pain killers. I was tired, but otherwise couldn't figure out why I was home. A couple hours later the phone rang and I stood up to answer it and I felt like a knife was slicing a line through my abdomen. Oh yeah. THAT'S why I didn't go to work. The pain medicine wore off. DUH. More medicine. Life was good again.
beckyfeld picked the kids up from school and brought Julian home. My sweet boy is getting so grown up! Wowie! He was in a fine mood, ate a great dinner, and mostly entertained himself, since Seth was at work late to make up for lost time. Julian gets cuter and cuter every day, and I do need to do a Julian update soon, but I just haven't had the time. Hopefully soon.
Meanwhile, back to my drug-induced utopia.