Is it wrong that I’ve gotten so used to my family having heart problems that I’m not the least bit surprised or upset that my grandmother is suddenly having bypass surgery? It’s not weird right? I mean, she wouldn’t be the first. Even my dad had bypass surgery and he was only forty-two(ish) at the time.
Here’s the thing though…while it wasn’t for long, maybe ten or fifteen minutes, I did actually forget to tell The Husband when I found out today. Also, after I told him, he said he was worried about her and I realized, I honestly hadn’t been. Even when faced with his worry, I couldn’t muster any. I’d like to think I’m not just being heartless but, while everyone around me is showing at least moderate signs of concern, I’m hovering between nonplussed and unfazed. What’s up with that?
And now, your baby of Zen.