On taking things for granted...

Well, with all the schedule covering I am going untill we hire and train a new circ person I am working a few extra shifts a week. This in itself isn't a very big deal, but when you add in another variable factor it can drastically change things. The variable in this case is how much sleep I get.

On Wednesday we took Iris to the Dr. for a belated six month check up. She had been coughing for a little over a week and we were glad to be able to have that looked at too in the one appointment. The Dr. listened to Iris breath and said she was wheezing and diagnosed her with RSV. She said that she may have athsma if it doesn't clear up after the cough goes away. So to loosen up her chest they had her breath with this nebulizer and then listened to her chest again. I guess it loosened he rup quite a bit and we were sent home with a prescription for albuterol sulfate syrup. The dr. and then the pharmacist warned us that it might make her nervous or jittery and not sleep well. Well.. I went to work on Wednesday night and came home and Chris had gotten her to sleep fine and we settled in to watch some taped TV. At 11 she woke up and long story short we couldn't get her back down to sleep until 4am. Oh the screaming... and the call to the Dr on call who I'm sure thought I was a complete retard when I though she was having trouble breathing but couldn't actually articulate any symptoms. When they said jittery they should have said it may make your baby scream non-stop and cause you to only get 2.5 hours of sleep after the screaming stopped ( probably due to exhaustion).

So yeah.. 2.5 hours sleepand then a 8 hour work day half of which was spent at a presentation on library self check out units with my boss. My boss who was intoruducing me to people who I have no hope of remembering because I was running on fumes. Add to that the stomach pain and nausea I've had from the stress of awkward work situations with one staff member and you have a PAR-TAY... wouldn't you say.

I've always been a good sleeper, I think part of why I am such an even-tempered and calm person is because of all the sleep I get. Take away my sleep and chaos ensues. I can have a bad day and after a good nights sleep I have gained perspective and I'm ready to face anything. After an 8 hour day at work on 2.5 I was losing my mind.

Saving grace: I came home and Chris made BBQ chicken breasts in the crock pot with rice and lima beans. I was starving and that protien hit the spot. Iris slept from 7pm till 3:30am and then back down by 4am till I woke her up at 7am to eat. Balance is restored. Things are getting better between the person at work and I. I'm excited about the thngs I am learning for my new job. Everyone I talk to about the new job at work is really supportive and I can't wait till I start my new schedule.

Yay.

Now, if only we could get Iris to stop getting up at 11pm or 3:30am. I don't mind getting up once, but twice is pushing dangerously close to bringing back the chaos.

Ok, so she looks like Daddy too.