Actually, the Surgery Was about Lucia

Readers, like all great corporations, I value your feedback and take it seriously, and I am always trying to deliver an unparalleled experience. I know you have a choice in written materials, and I am so grateful for the time you spend on mine. Your comments come to me in various forms, usually at the rate of about one per millennium, and I read them carefully, then think deeply about why you are wrong, and then either ignore you or retort. Rarely does anything you say lead to any actual changes, but today, I’m trying to be different.

You see, as I was wading through yet another work crisis plus a generational fiscal issue in school committee while also trying to get laundry done, I received the following critique from Lucia about my post on Lindsay’s surgery.

Lucia: Dad you forgot that Lindsay also didn’t mention me until I begged her to say she missed me. In your story.

Lucia’s criticism is, in fact, true, and we both have the text exchange to prove it. Just after Lindsay emerged from surgery, Lauren took a video of Lindsay in which Lindsay extolled the virtues of Carson and discussed how much she loved and missed him. Lauren also assured us that she had been let back to the recovery room earlier than expected because Lindsay kept asking for her mother. The rest of the potted plants in the family responded like so.

Lucia: Ask her if she misses me!!!

Me: Yeah, kind of hurtful that I’m not mentioned

Lucia: Ikr. I feel the same way dad

Of course, Lauren then lied for Lindsay and said that she missed us and had said so. Uh huh.

So you see, Lucia is actually correct. She did indeed raise first the issue of Lindsay thinking of only Carson and Mom. As you can see, being the self-reflective guy I am, I weighed this out carefully and responded like so to Lu.

Lucia: Dad you forgot that Lindsay also didn’t mention me until I begged her to say she missed me. In your story.

Me: Yeah but me. The story isn’t titled “This Surgery Was Really About Lucia.” So I have to stay focused.

Lucia: SMH. True, I guess.

And let’s give it up to Lucia for “true, I guess,” which is just a reluctant way of saying, “You were right.” But because I’m so intent on taking all my readers’ feedback seriously, I have written this entire new article with its title designed to ensure Lucia feels it was actually all about her.

In unrelated surgical news, Lindsay returned to Lock Haven with her mother, and Lauren is living out her fantasy of going back to college by staying with her till the weekend. I’m sure when Lauren gets back she will have five straight nights of dreams wherein she forgot to go to English class and hence never graduated and has no right to anything she has gotten in life since. Have fun being Lindsay’s roomie, Lauren!

Aside from being overlooked in my story, Lucia took another hit. She is the master of the ill-timed and awkward photo, as Brayden knows from the plant on his head the other day. Her friend Chris struck back on Brayden’s behalf. She sent us this exchange with him and said, “My head is a football shape with no jaw line.”

Fortunately, Brayden came to her rescue: “She’s got a jaw line.”

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