Thursday, January 31, 2013
Let me tell you about my week! I swear, if I wrote a autobiography, no one would believe it.
Alarm does not go off and I'm late getting hubby up for work, way late. My daughter leaves for Kent and ends up in the ditch 1/2 mile from the house. (Hubby is stopped in traffic waiting for the tow to pull her out.) Coming home from my doc's appt., I get a call from daughter's fiance: My hubby went to the ER..hand might be broken. He got it pinned between a hydraulic car lift and the I-beam. they had to pry him out.....Yup broke.
Tuesday: Ortho Doctor....Hubby "crushed" his thumb and has to have reconstructive surgery.
Tuesday night, my daughter screams for me...here her BF passed out and went into convulsions. She gets him to the ER while I dog sit and Hubby sit. BF has a hernia and has to have surgery.
Wednesday: my daughter and I run ourselves into the ground trying to get the two guys situated. Medicines, slings, etc.
Now those that have been following my Payton Place of a life...tell me....will anyone believe me if I wrote a book.
Oh, incision is finally healing after about almost two months....!!! (doc should have stitched it in the first place)
Yup, 2013 is gonna be a he-- of a year!