That totally irrational moment when you're on hold with the hospital because your mother is having a minor outpatient surgery today and while you're on hold, you imagine that everything went horribly wrong and it literally puts you in tears. So, I'm 16 weeks postpartum and although a little more leveled out, I'm also bipolar and not medicated due to still nursing my son. My mother had to have a minor outpatient surgery this morning. She said the surgery should take about an hour so it's been an hour and I called them. While on hold my overactive, very vivid imagination completely played out God only knows how many scenes that resemble Grays Anatomy. You know the one where the incredibly hot doctor gets distracted by his incredibly hot love interest/mistress and screws up something simple and the patient doesn't make it. Hey, I remember that episode or episodes, I watched those for eight hours yesterday, thank goodness for binge watching Grays Anatomy on the lifetime channel. For the maybe two minutes I was on hold, this completely played out and I just sat there imagining all of this to the point of tears until the lady came back on the phone to say that she is still in surgery and to call back in an hour. Seriously, still in surgery, they said it would only take an hour, great, now I get to go back to playing out in my head all the Grays Anatomy episodes where something like that happens. And of course, I can't be at the hospital because of my charming children and no babysitter. Now we get to sit and wait until my mothers incredibly hot doctor gets done and I know my mother is okay, well at least I have crappy diapers and The Wonder Pets to distract me momentarily. Let's just pray that her incredibly hot doctor doesn't have a mistress in surgery with him that will distract him so he screws up.
