skybluepink

well, today just started off on the wrong foot. i didn't get out of bed until 6:42 am and had to totally rush to get to work. i made there at 7:12 am, so only 12 minutes late. but when i got there, my desk was a distaster so i was pissed. someone had used my area after i left yesterday and moved everything around. as usual, no one knew what happened, on once again i was stuck cleaning up someone else's mess.

i had just gotten myself a cup of coffee and logged on when my husband called. turns out he totally threw out his back and couldn't move, so i had to rush home to take him to emergency. poor thing can't move at all. the dr. we saw was a total ass, though. since c doesn't take any pain killers, the dr. was pissy and sent us away, telling c to just use ice packs and take advil. whatever. i got him home and into bed and have been tending to him all day. it's so sad. i feel real bad for him. at least he's in pretty good spirits for not being able to move. we'll he does have 2 moves. he can lay flat on his back, or flat on his stomach. now he's singing a 'tard farm' song. nice. he's definitely feeling better.