Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Well, we won't be getting to the hospital until late again tonight. I hate weekdays - Scott HAS to work, or I'll have to start begging you all to pay my bills, and I already feel like shit about the donations I've already gotten.
Yeah yeah, I know. I'm too proud for my own good, but that's me - I just don't receive well when I'm receiving on my own behalf!
Anyway, luckily it's Friday and I don't have to come home by anyone's bedtime since there's no school or anything tomorrow. And the nurse says he's resting comfortably (isn't that like a cliche or something?) but that he pulled his IV out last night. He's pretty convinced he's going to pull that vent out too if he can just get his hands to it.
She didn't say so, but I'll be he's now in restraints, again.
Um, I don't really have much to say... Just, you know, Happy St. Patrick's Day!
hmmm. St. Patrick's Day, isn't that a good excuse to have a drink? As if you don't have enough reason to get sloshed. :)
ReplyDeleteSo...any of that luck rub off on you? Actually, I don't think ya need it coz you've got the cosmos on your side! lol...and about the donations. That's when we humble ourselves and say a very heartfelt "thank you"
ReplyDeleteOh..... forgot something :-p
ReplyDeleteLove you!
lol Mary, I love you too!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I think I do have a little luck goin' on... I mean, especially with the most recent surgery - it could have been SO much worse.
But hey, I'm IRISH! so you know, I'm predisposed maybe.
And yes, I've been humbled, and grateful, and I hope that everyone knows that.
ML~
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