Unexpected Storms

I know I mentioned a tornado a few weeks ago. This one though, bloggy dears, caught me so off guard, I am just reeling from the shock.



Oldest Son, Girlfriend and our beloved little June Bug.
It looks like the wedding we had planned for October and all the dreams of what was to be with this sweet little family are over. I have been crying and crying over the break up. It doesn't look like there is any fixing this relationship this time and I am going to miss Girlfriend more than I can say. It isn't that we aren't speaking, she will always be the mother of my grand daughter and I love her more than I can say, but it won't be the three of them together. Some things just can't be patched up and as far as I can see, there isn't any kind of glue in the world to put these broken pieces back together. My heart either. Our whole family is grieving and there were many, many tears shed yesterday. We are clinging to each other through this storm and sorrow has become an unwelcome guest in our home. It will get better in time, but for now, it just hurts.

Little Man update. Argh! We FINALLY saw Infectious Disease yesterday. No PICC line. Yay for that! Boo for the fact that instead, we will be spending A LOT more time in patient. A day early and three or four post surgery. VNS surgery rescheduled for the 18th, (are they trying to make me crazy?), we will be in on the 17th to start the antibiotics and then staying til, like the 21st. Crap. Then, we get to lather, rinse, repeat in early Jan for the g-tube. Crap, again.
In the meantime, we are giving Little Man hibiclens baths every day and putting some nice Bactroban up his nose twice a day. Infectious Disease took a culture and if anything nasty shows up, the whole game plan blows up and changes. So far, all of his bouts of cellulitis have been just run of the mill Staph Aur, but I suppose the doc is worried about MRSA. I can't worry about it, I just don't have it in me. I suppose that is rather nice, I really don't have the extra mental/emotional energy to worry any more than I am. My plate is full and I am overwhelmed.
I am sad.
I am stressed.
I just want/need to run far away.
Sorry for the downer of a post, but this is real life in Casa Tangled right now. Thanks.