Making an assumption (and assumptions are always dangerous) that Brendan is now on the mend and this particular horror is behind us, I now have to deal with the reality that I let a week of work slip away from me while dealing with Brendan's situation. Not that I regret that. I made Brendan a promise that I would hunt down a solution to the problem no matter what and I kept my word.
Tomorrow morning I have to complete the Sunday bulletins for the two churches and then I have to complete a pile of visitation as well as mow the parsonage lawn (probably the last time I do so for 2010 ;-)
I am behind on my writing and other personal goals. I have to get my personal calendar in order, but in the midst of all that I have to make sure Brendan gets to the rest of his doctor appointments so we can be very sure this event is truly behind us.
So after the bulletins are done, I'm probably going to take an hour to create the "Mother of All To-Do Lists!"
Now I'm just tired and want to go to bed secure that for me as a husband and a father I have reached the end of the day where my wife and all of my children are safely and comfortably asleep in their beds, God is still in His Heaven, and He and my mother love me.
Regardless of now being broke by medical bills and additional costs dealing with this nightmare and overwhelmed by work load, for these few fleeting moments, this is what win tastes like.
And I like it.