So yea...can it get worse?

Just when you are coasting through life, enjoying things, neglecting your blog, rolling with the punches, from left field comes that sucker punch that knocks you on your ass.

I have had so many piddly things to write about, but never take the time to sit down and actually DO it.... however, I just GOTTA spill some shit.....

1) the biggest event since my last post, was on Monday I get a phone call from my sister where she says "I've got something to tell you, but you CANNOT freak out on me....".... so what do I think.. I think HOLY SHIT SHE'S KNOCKED UP pregnant again..... but what she tells me was even more mind jarring.... she comes back with "I'm at the hospital with dad, they think he's had a heart attack"....

MOUTH HITS FLOOR......like ROCK BOTTOM...first time EVER in my life I have been speechless.

So I keep my word and I don't freak out on her, but promptly get off the phone, call my mom out of a meeting to tell her (without freaking out mind you) and then call Chad. Now Chad, being my lovely husband, well, he has to let me freak out on him..and I do. I start bawling and I'm unsure what to do. Panic sets in that this is it for my dad. I mean yea I've always thought about the fact that yea, I'll have to deal with it eventually (it being my parents passing away), but did I ever think it'd be when I was so young or my parents being so young (dad turned 50 this year)....nope... sure didn't.

Chad calls me back and informs me he is on his way home from work. He gets here and I pack up myself (throw in some water, diet coke for mom, magazines for us all etc) and head to the hospital. I meet my sister outside and she fills me in. Apparently dad had been having chest pain and the night before had blood pressure reading of 149/98 and he went to urgent care. They did an EKG and found evidence of heart damage (heart attack) and sent him to the ER.

Long story short...after many many many hours, several EKG's, a few CT scans, a stress test, bloodwork etc.... the FUCKTARDS wonderful doctors in the ER come back to say "Well we don't know whats going on, why your bloodpressure is still so high, or why you are still in severe pain, but you have had a heart attack and well we are just gonna send you home". WTF, are you kidding me?! Seriously, still in pain (chest, arm, face, head) but yea, just take some tylenol and go on home....

This makes me ill, I get irate inside my brain and resist teh urge to punch the fucktard in the face and walk out the door.

So dad is home, still feeling "not right", trying to take it easy and waiting to see a private physician early next week. Now I know though without a doubt, this country needs a SERIOUS healthcare makeover. My dad is uninsured. He cannot afford a private policy and he's in business for himself. The hospital did the BARE minimum (which I know is all that is required) for care I feel and that their diagnosis of "we don't know, go home" was so they didnt' have to risk the "bill" with an uninsured patient. I'm super disappointed. Things only got worse when he called his last primary care physician, but I'll spare you the details, just suffice it to say that we seriously need to see a healthcare makeover.

so on to # duece....

Brenna is sick again...she kept me up all night last night crying, scratch that, SCREAMING LIKE A BANSHEE.........so my immediate thought was....ear infection. Woke up this AM, she looks like she's been in a bar fight (her face was puffy, eye was black and swollen and just overall ick). I called the pedi, bring her in, pay my nice copayment (cough - healthcaremakeoverneededasapplease - cough) and have her seen. Great news... no ear infection..but wait, theres more...she has conjunctivitis (AGAIN!!).... CHRIST ALL MIGHTY.......

all of this coming after Elisa missed school last week due to an unexplained fever (high - 103 and such)

and then....the biggest of all...... my inlaws let us know today that they will be coming down on Friday..yea, so um, can we say FLIGHT OF BUMBLEBEE PANIC MODE HOUSECLEANING...eeeks! I mean, my house isn't a disaster zone by any means, but um, well, it's just not up to inlaws visiting level that's all.

So, I think today, I am most thankful for my Leinenkugals Berry Weiss 6 pack...thank you beer cow for producing such a fabulously fruity and tasty beverage to wash my cares away......

so I've decided..I need a vacation... and I'm going here....
(PS: go click pause on the musicbox downstairs......meaning the bottom of my blog)


  1. I am sorry things aren't going well. Keep me informed. I will be thinking about you and your family.

  2. EGADS E!! Hopefully things have settled down a bit and you can find some things to be thankful for today!

  3. I'm so sorry about your dad! Keep me posted and enjoy your inlaws!! *snicker*