everything that hurts

The worst part is not knowing what to do, how to help.

The weeks usually go something like this lately.

One of us is OK. Maybe two.

I am always one. Today the jester is two - and only because he (like his mother) does not allow himself to read the news - otherwise we'd all be screwed.

Juggling happiness is hard.

The tiny one threw up in dance class yesterday - in class. This, coupled with crippling shyness about had her flipping her lid. We were up until 4 am yesterday -we'll see how tonight goes.

The princess is in a funk. She works her tail off at what she does best - dance, drama, music. But it is always someone else who gets the spotlight - always someone else who shines because she is literally holding the harmony, or the dance number, and the ensemble together. It is a tough thing for her right now, and it hurts her deeply.

And then of course - the professor. Tonight it is headaches - so severe they rock him out of his sleep. I do the 6 tests for strokes - sad that I know them already - but I do. I bring him Motrin and something to help him sleep. I can only hope he finds it.  He's had three blood tests and an ultrasound today - still nothing - maybe a blood clot near his liver. They'll keep guessing forever if we let them.

It's 1 am. I just got home from work an hour ago. And all I can do right now is wish to rescue them from everything that hurts.