My wife and I feel there are not enough hours in the day to talk through the amount of logistics and details for the upcoming surgery (1/6/2018). We have three lovely kids (ages 7, 5, and 2). They take after their daddy (me, duh) in many ways. Two ways they are like me: (1) awful dad jokes (I mean amazing dad jokes) and (2) super high energy.
Hotel for 2 weeks(ish)
Flights to NYC
Who is staying with my wife in the hotel (my recovery room is a shared room and doesn’t allow overnight visitors)
Who will be keeping my lovely three children for two weeks? (This is probably the biggest challenge).
Will they have cable so I can watch the Chiefs play? (Jk, but seriously..)
Thus – when the kids are awake, my wife and I can’t really talk about serious life issues like removing an organ so I don’t get cancer. Those conversations have to come at 8:00 pm when the kids are asleep. But then – we are so tired from our day. (She homeschools and I work a technology/software sales job). We make it happen though. It’s hard, and every night we feel like we are overwhelmed. I keep reminding us both, let’s make small steps every day. 79 days left.. oh boy.