Wednesday Woes

I’d like a do-over of the last 24 hours, prefer­ably without any of the following:

• My son hurt his knee badly at judo last night, which neces­sit­ated a trip to emer­gency until after 1 am. The doc­tors and nurses at BC Chil­dren’s Hos­pit­al are fant­ast­ic, but even so it took 4 hours, 9 pm — 1 am. Dur­ing which time our neigh­bour stayed in our house so the 6‑year-old could sleep in her own bed — thanks again Michel! He’s now on crutches with a knee-brace until he gets to see the ortho­paed­ic spe­cial­ists, which hope­fully won’t take too long. They’ll call us, we’re told.
• The morn­ing after the night before was a bit of a bust, but I man­aged to get the 6‑year-old off to school on time. From which I had to pick her up again at 1:15 pm as she was com­plain­ing of an ear-ache.
• And then the toi­let was plugged, com­pre­hens­ively. Who­ever came up with toi­let augurs did the world a service.
• Of course, all this hap­pens while I’m in single-par­ent mode. I don’t know how those who are in per­man­ent single-par­ent mode cope. My biggest con­sol­a­tion is that I don’t have any major pro­jects cur­rently due, so tak­ing time to deal with fam­ily issues is not the prob­lem it would oth­er­wise be.

Can I have a nice, peace­ful, rest of the week, please?