fisme_nasu | (no subject) (Reply)

I'm sitting in Brendon's hospital room waiting for him to get back from a procedure. He was admitted on Thursday for a parathyroidectomy and was supposed to go home Friday but his fistula clotted off and his electrolytes have been out of control so I've spent all of my break so far dealing with this. And so have the kids. I'm just over it. I can't take a vacation without shit going wrong. We were supposed to go to Disney and that got cancelled due to the surgery and then we were supposed to go to Daytona to see my mom and her new condo but that's on hold now. If he gets released today, he won't be able to drive for at least 24 hours and I'll end up having to deal with taking care of his needs instead of relaxing, which is what *I* need.

And now I feel like a bitch for complaining. Fuck. I'm tired.