Hey all....crazy CRAZY day...no....two days at the local ER. DH had to have emerency surgery and
As of right now...I've been awake for 38 1/2 hours straight. I could tell you ER stories that would make you want to slap 2 cats...a grandma...and a homeless baby seal. Took from 8:45 till 1:14 to get a room in the ER...which isn't really...just an urgent care as only the ambulance patients get the real ER treatment.
Anyhoo....after my wollering all over kingdom come...freezing to death (the blanket warmer was outside our cell ...I mean tomb...no..room...without a blanket to be found, but I used it as a cuddle port to thaw out on occasion. At that stage of the game I'd been up for too many hours to count and looked the part in a Halloweeny way so all I got was...are you alright?...do you NEED anything?.....can I do anything for you? I had several answers but kept them tactfully to myself.
He was admitted for emergency surgery without them telling us. Then, the nicest doctor ladywoman came in to talk about the proceedure. By that time, DH was ready to let me carve into him with a nail file with poop used as sterilizer and didn't care what she said.
Long story not so short...we're home....he's fixed.....I'm mostly dead (more than half) and the cats are screaming mad at both of us for putting them out for such a minor thing.
I'm so wired I could light up New York on New Years Eve.
Jill Newman Tatercat Studio
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