Yes, Maisie is healthy. Yes, Maisie is doing well. Yes, Maisie is growing. Yes, we are falling head over heels for sweet Miss Maisie.
We still can’t come home yet.
There is a small (ok – large) stack of papers, and bureaucracy in 2 states, between us and a flight home. I have been struggling to keep my spirits afloat with all of the craziness that has been happening around these papers.
The long and the short of it is that the attorney (not our attorney but a very important figure in this process) working on this has known that these papers needed to be pulled together for 5 weeks now… has he pulled them together?
Then we were told that the papers could not be submitted until Maisie was discharged. Well since she was discharged on Tuesday, I assumed that the papers would be submitted on Wednesday but…
Monday is a holiday, so the earliest that these papers can be submitted is Tuesday.
We’ve been warned that the office that these papers are submitted to is understaffed and overloaded. So “No promises”.
I don’t know when we’ll get home.
I’m missing my partner in crime, Eamonn is missing his daddy, I’m missing my bed, I’m missing my friends… I’m missing a lot.
But, I cannot dwell on that because we still have another minimum of another 1 1/2 weeks here in Florida. And it could be much longer.
We are trying to be conservative, we are trying to make food and eat ‘in’, we are trying to keep a normal schedule for Eamonn but it is all getting increasingly difficult.
I know that this is only a small blip on the canvas of our lives and I just need to remind myself that there will be an end to this…
You’ve just caught me on a bad day.