Covid continues to leave me in different places emotionally. Today, I feel sad. Tomorrow evening, JB and I were supposed to attend an outdoor wedding. I am not sure if we'd get to " do" much as we are incredibly careful regarding COVID. But we'd get to drive there together and spend some time together. Honestly, it's been months since we've done anything together just the two of us.
But one of the five docs who works in the ER is sick, and the other docs have been scrambling to fill her shifts. This meant John picking up another shift this week. He is currently scheduled to do 16 shifts this month. (He normally does 12.)
Specifically, he has to do another night shift tonight, the night before the wedding date. John will have to sleep most of the day. We discussed still attending the wedding, but as we did, Isaac's eyes filled up with tears -- literally. He has barely seen his Dad, and while all of our kiddos love their Daddy, Isaac always seems to have the most visceral response to not having enough time with him.
So we will skip our date. And miss the wedding of one of his nurses that JB actually wanted to attend. (Like most men, he isn't really big on weddings.)
But more than that, we are watching John do an extra 48-hours of work this month. An entire extra week of work. It's too much. And we are all feeling it.
And we are feeling just wanting COVID to be ... over.
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