Hubby & the THNGVBD.
That would be: Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Um....let me start by saying...Sunday, I had a little cough.
Yesterday, I went to work.
Yesterday evening: full on chest rattle yucky stuff.
I call my mom to tell her that I'm sick (and thank her for spreading her nasty-ass germs)...
After that, Gage throws up.
So....Gage & I get quarantined into the bedroom with a stack of books. Hubby, still recovering from surgery cannot afford to get sick. AAAAND---yesterday was his first day back to work in weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks.
Today: he's got blood clots in his urine. CLOTs. Gross.
Back to the doctor.
He's got an infection along his surgical sites, and his bladder is filling w/ blood & clots. Gross. More meds, more rest.
And then I check the mail....what could it be? He gets selected for fucking jury duty. This could SERIOUSLY not come at a worse time.
And, of course, he doesn't even know it yet...but I get to tell him in a little bit...and...he's supposed to serve on the day before his birthday! I suppose it could be worse: he could have been selected to serve ON his birthday...
Life is pretty sucky right now for my Hubby.