Okay, so maybe I need to get to the grocery store. Lunch today consisted of taco chips liberally sprinkled with cheddar... 30 seconds in the micro; chocolate covered marshmallow Santa with a Dr. Pepper chaser. Let the migraine commence.
I spent the better part of the morning on hold with the orthopedic surgeon's office trying to convince them that we should go ahead and get Brian in today instead of waiting til Monday. I mean I would have been convincing them if ever they had answered the danged phone. (spell check took "danged"... too funny:)
We are down to the last vicodin. I have scoured the medicine cabinet for stray narcotics to get us thru the weekend, since the doctor's office is apparently closed. Found a handful of mepergans left over from when he got his wisdom teeth out 3 years ago and an ocicodone left over from when his dad ruptured the disc in his back in 1998. Talked to my sister in law who is sending over the time released morphine... bless her heart.
In the meantime we are trying to keep the kid as comfortable as possible and seeing as how his collar bone is broken in two places and has yet to be "set", that is somewhat of a challenge. How bout them purple polka dots... borrowed the sheet from his sister. And, of course, Truly is at his feet to offer her support.
Stay safe y'all, and don't let your kids OUT OF YOUR SITE. Just kidding. sorta:)