Okay, so I dreaded going to the wake all day. Turns out I didn't have to go. At about 1pm my phone rang. It was my niece. It was her Uncle Mike that died and whose wake we were getting ready to attend. Only that's not why she was calling me. She was calling me to see if I could leave work early to come and baby sit her disabled daughter because her husband's appendix had just burst and he needed emergency surgery.
I swear I'm not making this crap up. Every week someone else in my family has some other medical emergency present itself. If I wrote a book where each month a new character had some catastrophic thing happen to them no one would believe it.
I, for one, will be so glad when 2008 is over. Sheesh!
It's now 9:48pm. I'm still baby sitting. Her husband's surgery started an hour ago and she just called to tell me he was out of the OR. Surgery went well. She should be home in a hour. I'm going to bed...
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it's late and you probably won't get this until you get back home tommorrow but i'll be thinking about you and hoping for the best. I know it will be a hard day for you. I do hope you have a great day. Here's a great big ole hug (::)
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