pooped out

I am whooped. It's been a week already. First, I'm still tired from vacation. Second, I had eight people in the trauma group today. That's a lot of ladies with a lot of trauma. The most I've had in trauma group before is six and I've even had a few groups of three. It's quite an adjustment to go from three people to eight in terms of group dynamics and simply getting through all of the work. Third, I've been worried to death about Connor's 3 month post surgery MRI which was today. It was clean and clear! Hooray. I am so grateful. Fourth, Jared's meeting with HR is coming...at some point. He first got a notice saying that the meeting would be this Friday. Then, it was moved to next Tuesday. I'm ready to just get it over with. Either keep him or lay him off. I think uncertainty is a very difficult place to be. In the meantime, Jared is working overtime. Go figure. It seems gamey and strange to think of him working overtime and then potentially getting laid off a couple of days later. Jared and I have flip flopped. He was nervous for a bit about his job and I was fine. Now, I'm the anxious one and he's totally positive. I know it will all work out and we will be fine. It's just a lot of transition if he gets laid off. But, as Jared says, it might be the best thing and it would force him to go back to school since he would like to be a nurse. I don't know when I suddenly grew up and went from studying abroad in Europe to having adult conversations about lay-offs and jobs and insurance. We're on Jared's insurance which is quite cheap. We would have to switch back to mine which is much more expensive and complicates the finances if he's not working. Also, we had hoped to get pregnant this summer and allow me to stay home with the baby for a while. A lot could change with the job change. But, like Jared says, it might be the best thing that could happen. I'm just tired.