It’s Christmas Eve, December 24. Tommy has to work, I’m off until Jan 2. Tonight we will celebrate Christmas Eve with my mother in law. Tommy’s side of the family has always celebrated Christmas Eve while my family celebrates Christmas Day. This schedule has made our married life so easy, especially when the kids were younger. We didn’t have to run all over the place making sure we saw everybody.
I have a wicked cold and I’ve been up since about 3:30 this morning. I fell asleep on the couch and woke up with my nose completely congested and coughing from post nasal drip. I was settling down to watch television wjen Tommy got up for work. He didn’t keep me up but we ended up chatting a bit. I’m glad we had that opportunity together. I’m picking Thomas up early this afternoon. He flip flopped a few times over whether or not he was staying over tonight. He has this thing about “sleepovers” at our house. He does not consider my house his home anymore. Thomas has acclimated very well to living in the group home, it’s “his house.” At first I didn’t take to that all too well but now I realize it’s part of the process and all is well.
This year I’ve written emails to physicians whose care I’m under or who have taken care of one or more of my children. I have thanked them for their expertise and knowledge and for always being available when we needed them to be. One email was to Thomas’ first psychiatrist, Dr. Gianni Faedda located in Manhattan. He was the first doctor who had the conviction to diagnose Thomas correctly and begin medication that was appropriate to his diagnosis. He also always took my calls day or night and was a very caring doctor. I find it important to tell the doctors who have treated us well how pleased I am with them and that they are or have been appreciated. Good care is hard to find and complaints shouldn’t be all that people hear.
I want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!! I hope it is wonderful and magical and meaningful!