Surprisingly I'm not sad about it. I haven't really thought much about it to tell you the truth. Hubby drove himself to and from the procedure and went back to work afterward. The superman tried to work a full day but he's on his way home now. Sorry, but if I had just gotten sliced into I don't think I would be sitting at work. I'd be at home with a very large ice pack. ;oD Soooo, I'm thankful for the family I have now and I'm ready for us to move forward. NOW at least. Give me a few years and I'll probably want another one at some point.
Can you believe I'm sick? AGAIN?! I've got a double ear infection, upper respiratory infection and feel like I've slid down a banister of razors straight into a pool of alcohol (Yeah, I'm that achy). I started feeling pretty rotten yesterday and low and behold around 3 am I wake up with a fever and chills. Tylenol kicks in two hours later and I'm sweating like a pig. I slept like a 9 month pregnant woman that had two ear infections. Peed about 6 times and can't even describe how bad it was. Got up around 7:30 and Punky comes walking out crying.
"What's wrong Punky?"
"My eye hurts."
I look. It's pussy, red and matted. Yup. Punky has pink eye. Probably the little girl from church who had a week or so ago that was in her Bible class. Ugh. I call the pediatrician and thankfully they just called her in something after I described it.
Then I took Chicken to the Aunt's house to be watched while I go to the doc in the box at the end of our street. Punky came with me because I didn't want to infect everyone with pink eye. We sit for well over an hour before getting back to the room. I pick Chicken up and I make them lunch. They nap. They wake up. Things are going somewhat smoothly and I get a phone call from Hubby.
Punky's eye medicine is $75. Now surely as common as pink eye is, this isn't the only thing they can give her. No. Wait! She's been cancelled or expired from insurance. Yup, a huge glitch. There Hubby is, sliced balls and all standing in Wal-Mart trying to figure out the whole insurance thing. Poor thing. He wasn't a happy camper! Hopefully he can get some rest this evening for sure!
Say a prayer for us. It's been a REALLY hard, long day.