End of Rope, Meet Lawmommy
I have just had to page the doctor for the fourth time in less than 10 days.
My husband is not better. Right now, he is feeling worse. Nobody seems to have a f**king clue what might be wrong with him. Every test is "fine".
Except that he is a man who runs 5 miles, five to six times a week, who eats massive amounts of fruits and vegetables and whole grains, and who cannot, at this moment, get out of bed because of the pain in his abdomen. And that, frankly, is NOT F**KING FINE.
So, the doctor has told me to give him two Percocet and a Zofran and some gatorade, and to come in to the doctor's office in the morning. Except that I am supposed to be in court at 10:00 and again at 2:00, so, I'm calling my mom for help, and I really need to go and have a good long cry now.
So this is me, at the end of my rope. Just needed to get that off my chest.