Crappy Cake Week

So this week was the busiest I've had in months.  I like busy.  Busy makes me happy.  But this was stressful busy. There was a lot of unnecessary tension and by Friday afternoon my staff was practically cowering in the corner (and my secretary was literally in tears). Why do so many lawyers create their own emergencies?  Procrastination is not your friend.

In the middle of a phone call came from my mother informing me that she was on her way here (again), and that they were expecting to amputate her leg. It has been infected since before her multiple surgeries last year, and the infection just won't go away. She has been in the hospital on IV antibiotics for weeks, which suppress the infection while she is on them, but as soon as she goes off of them it comes raging back. The infectious disease doctors told her there is nothing more they can do.

Of course, the surgeon is another matter.  He's saying maybe they can just open up her leg and clean it out.  Yeah--they've already done that once and it didn't work. I think that plan will just delay the inevitable. So we don't know for sure what's going to happen.  But she's here and there's no telling how long she's going to be here. And her husband is supposed to be here for 6 weeks starting next month for a bone-marrow transplant. So, yeah, this is gonna be fun.

And then I got a 14-page order denying my 12(b) motions.  Was it really necessary to take 14 pages to tell me that my arguments sucked? That was just the icing on this crappy-cake week.

In happier news, the kids seem to be back on track.  The twins have B's in math and A's in everything else, and are slowly earning privileges back. SS has received a ton of compliments about how much she has improved in volleyball since last season--which is the first time one of my kids has ever shown any athletic prowess. It looks like this will be her "thing". And TT is doing great with the flute.  It is so much easier to get her to practice than it was with the violin, and she seems to really like band.  So maybe we've found her "thing," too.