Life with a boy and his Hypoplastic Left heart Syndrome, now Heart transplant and partial Liver from Aspergillius. Also, a girl and her Tethered Spinal Cord Syndrome, Neuro Endocrine Cell Hypoplasia, Lumbar Hemangioma, asymmetrical gluteal cleft, Pectus Carinatum and two Super Sisters and one yummy baby brother.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Phone Anxiety

A writing prompt for today was "Is there anything you just can't live without?"
UM totally
Yesterday I went visiting teaching. It is more visiting and being together than teaching.... Hahahahah!!!!

At the end of our visit, I gathered my three little tag alongs and headed home. I made a quick lunch, put the potatoes in the crockpot for dinner and loaded them all back in the car for dance class. I gathered up my belongings: diaper bag, keys, dance bags with shoes, jackets, blanket, snacks, toys for the baby, bottle of milk, water bottle, coupons for some shopping I needed to do, and the extra bag of goodies for my other friend. I went to find my last thing. My phone. I have this handy PING on my watch and I couldn't hear my phone at all.
Back to the van to do a better search..
Back in the house..
Back to the van.. Under seats and dumping out the diaper bag...

GRRRR.. annoying..

Back to the house. check the bathroom, and the fridge...

Decide to drive away to see if my watch indicates that I am not connected.

sure enough I am not...

go back to the house..

At the house I am connected (I later learned that I can be connected to cloud on my watch, which I was confused in thinking I was connected to my phone)

Leave and drive to my friends house. Get to her door and I am connected to my phone. It's here, she is not.

Leave for dance. Holy cow am I addicted to that phone. I can't call dance and tell them I will be late... I can't retrieve the shopping list I need, so now I am going to have to wing it. I can't make the million phone calls to insurance and doctors I usually do while waiting for the girls. I can't even receive a call from doctors or nurses or my boyfriend/husband (and I am trying very hard to answer his calls right away). I thought there was a cute little baby boy in the back seat and I thought I should get a picture. OH WAIT!!! I can't. I am slightly panicked while I don't have it. What if I get in an accident and I can't call for help? What if my kids call from the school and I won't be able to help them? What if I didn't close the garage and I didn't set the alarm, and I can't tell any of that without my phone. I was in a hurry to leave and I didn't do my usual rituals to get out the door. AAAAHHHHH...

It was a rough couple of hours. NOT GUNNA LIE. Anxiety level just shot up to a 10. OVER A PHONE.

My friend taught me a word the other day about being obsessive and I am truly.. Jagging... Or I was...

I need to have and intervention, or you could cut my right arm off. HA!

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