On Wednesday, Sept. 18, we got news from Haiti that the adoption might finally be moving forward, and some other indications that Xavier's happy disposition is falling victim to his difficult circumstances and so much uncertainty about the adoption.
On the same day, Nigel skipped football practice because he was being teased and threatened by his teammates. Annalisa wrote to the vice principal, but the situation was not so good. And I was terribly sad. I think of middle school as the place where "The Lord of the Flies" is real. If I could spare my boys middle school, I would be so happy.
And then the news went from sad to bad.
The same the evening I got a text message from my oldest daughter that her dog, Watson, got hit by a car. Watson has bruised lungs, a broken leg, and possibly other internal injuries. Lauren loves her dog. I went to sleep that night feeling so sad for Lauren and Nigel and had a fleeting thought about what else could go wrong.
The next morning my step-daughter, Iolanthe, wrote to say her Dad, who has terminal cancer, would be going to hospice very soon. At this point, Watson was alive, but there were indications of internal bleeding and his bladder was swelling. The adoption agency said we needed to file some papers right away.
That night my daughter Lisa ate egg whites for dinner and spent the next two days with nasty food poisoning. She is 1000 miles away in Minnesota, so I could only pray and hope for the best.
Saturday morning, Iolanthe's Dad passed away. He had been in terrible pain so there was some relief along with the sadness.
Then we got some good news. Watson wagged his tail and seems to be good, but may have further internal injuries. The vice principal talked to Nigel and will help him with the team. The adoption agency said we can move forward with the paperwork and we have preliminary approval. Lisa was feeling better.
In the midst of all this was a low-level but aggravating problem with our other adopted son downloading images and games he should not be downloading.
Now the news keeps bouncing up and down. Nigel got to play in a game on Thursday, but then got taken off the team on Friday for missing practice.
Lisa is feeling better, Watson is getting better, and Iolanthe looked great at her Dad's memorial service.
Annalisa is holding up unbelievably well with many work pressures in addition to the family stuff.
If there was some way I could withdraw honorably from this school and go home, I would do it. Five weeks to go and I will be able to go home and help more with the all the kids.
I am hoping to take the boys to Lauren's house to see Watson, once Watson is feeling better. This coming weekend I plan to take them to Philadelphia on Saturday and give my wife a day off.
Two terrible weeks end tomorrow.
Monday, September 30, 2013
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