Adios, Longest Week Ever. You will not be missed.
So, remember how I said I had a sort of important meeting that morning after we spent the night in the ER after spending the day at Urgent Care and all that? Well, what I didn't say is that the meeting I mentioned was a job interview. At about 2 AM, I had a moment of thinking I should probably delay said interview. I had nothing to wear, and - oh yeah - I was exhausted. But I knew that it was whole panel of people and rescheduling would be a beast, and I figured I'd just do it. So do it I did. I was a little out of it. I was a lot out of it. I said that the DAS-II was my favorite achievement test (it's a cognitive test).
Without going too far into the rabbit hole of details that followed, I got a solid enough offer after that interview. And a week ago today, I shared the news with my current employer. That alone was tough. But I had thought it through, so I made the choice. And that's when things went... not exactly how I thought they'd go when I planned this all out in my head. The weekend was spentmulling obsessing over everything (with some pumpkin patching and a sixth anniversary date thrown in for good measure). It felt very much like a crossroads. A huge career decision that I was being asked to reframe and rethink based on discussions with the current employer on Friday. So. Much. Thinking.
Monday was rainy and gray. I had meetings. I thought some more. And I decided to stay. Which is good.
Tuesday we learned that Jonathan's little hospital stay and its surrounding events racked up a bill of $17,000. We're thankful for insurance, but we're also still paying off Gideon's birth and NICU stay. We're thankful that we can find a way to pay the portion of that bill that we owe. (And the good news? We met our deductible! Now we can afford to access ALL THE HEALTHCARE! None too soon, because this girl needs some therapy, stat. And I know I can't swing the $120/hour out of pocket rate, but I can do my $12 copay.)
Wednesday we learned that the decision has been made at Jonathan's work, and he's not allowed to telecommute. Which means the potential moving to Kansas idea is off the table. That's okay, because at this point the exercise of trying to hold in mind all the possible paths our careers and lives could take was too much.
Thursday I had my first appointment with a primary care physician! Adulthood win - I haven't had one of those since I was a kid. (I mean, I got care when I was pregnant and stuff but I never had just a regular doctor for annual check-ups and all that). So that was nice. She works with one other doctor in an old, huge house in Durham and I really liked her. She actually just talked to me for an entire hour, and I'll go back next week for the actual doctor-y check up part of that deal. I also finally found an in-network psychologist and made an appointment. Success!
And today it's Friday again. So it's been a long week.
I told Jonathan on our anniversary that I really hope the next 6 years don't involve quite so much stuff. So many huge life decisions. And that maybe they involve a little more sleep. That would be good.
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So, remember how I said I had a sort of important meeting that morning after we spent the night in the ER after spending the day at Urgent Care and all that? Well, what I didn't say is that the meeting I mentioned was a job interview. At about 2 AM, I had a moment of thinking I should probably delay said interview. I had nothing to wear, and - oh yeah - I was exhausted. But I knew that it was whole panel of people and rescheduling would be a beast, and I figured I'd just do it. So do it I did. I was a little out of it. I was a lot out of it. I said that the DAS-II was my favorite achievement test (it's a cognitive test).
Without going too far into the rabbit hole of details that followed, I got a solid enough offer after that interview. And a week ago today, I shared the news with my current employer. That alone was tough. But I had thought it through, so I made the choice. And that's when things went... not exactly how I thought they'd go when I planned this all out in my head. The weekend was spent
Monday was rainy and gray. I had meetings. I thought some more. And I decided to stay. Which is good.
Tuesday we learned that Jonathan's little hospital stay and its surrounding events racked up a bill of $17,000. We're thankful for insurance, but we're also still paying off Gideon's birth and NICU stay. We're thankful that we can find a way to pay the portion of that bill that we owe. (And the good news? We met our deductible! Now we can afford to access ALL THE HEALTHCARE! None too soon, because this girl needs some therapy, stat. And I know I can't swing the $120/hour out of pocket rate, but I can do my $12 copay.)
Wednesday we learned that the decision has been made at Jonathan's work, and he's not allowed to telecommute. Which means the potential moving to Kansas idea is off the table. That's okay, because at this point the exercise of trying to hold in mind all the possible paths our careers and lives could take was too much.
Thursday I had my first appointment with a primary care physician! Adulthood win - I haven't had one of those since I was a kid. (I mean, I got care when I was pregnant and stuff but I never had just a regular doctor for annual check-ups and all that). So that was nice. She works with one other doctor in an old, huge house in Durham and I really liked her. She actually just talked to me for an entire hour, and I'll go back next week for the actual doctor-y check up part of that deal. I also finally found an in-network psychologist and made an appointment. Success!
And today it's Friday again. So it's been a long week.
I told Jonathan on our anniversary that I really hope the next 6 years don't involve quite so much stuff. So many huge life decisions. And that maybe they involve a little more sleep. That would be good.
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