Well, today has officially been one of those days. It started out great. I shot another set with @shortfusepinups that I'm so excited for - She's got a few previews up already that you should definitely check out!
After that, and one great, peaceful breakfast at Denny's with the husband, things went downhill. I took him to the doctor's today, thinking he had a stomach virus or something similar.
The doctor sent us to the hospital, stat, for a CT scan and blood work. It turns out he has an ulcer, and there's a good chance that it's bleeding. The problem with that is if it perforates, he'll die. We spent over five hours at the hospital while this took place and added a couple thousand dollars of debt onto our shoulders in the process. We didn't even find anything out by the time it was all over - The radiologist simply said to wait until Monday to see what the GI doctor says. So now he's missing not only today, but also Monday, from work. I don't mind that - Anything to get him better. But his manager is awful about it, so it just makes things harder.
At the end of it all, I had to cancel the other shoot I was supposed to have this evening. There was no way I could make it after everything else had happened, but like I said, anything to get him better.
So we finally head out to dinner with my mom, which is nice.. We get home, and it's 84 degrees in the house. The electricity is off. The problem with that is I paid the bill, on time, last month, and it's not due this month for over two weeks! There is zero reason for them to have shut it off on us. So instead of relaxing at home and spending a nice evening together after everything went wrong, we get to sleep on my mom's sofa bed where there's AC, because 84 degrees at 7 PM isn't terrible, but the 95 degrees it'll be tomorrow until they fix all of this would definitely be killer.
Now that we have a whole new array of medical bills to pay for (we've paid for two miscarriages, a kidney stone, an accident involving stitches, and now this all within the last two years between the two of us), it turns out that instead of getting my perfect new breast implants in October, we will now be spending that money for tests that as always turned out to be inconclusive.
I need a coffee vodka chocolate valium shake, to go. Stat.
