Pain Meds and Problems

I have a love/hate relationship with my percocet. Last night after my MIL left and Nate went to work I figured if I took 2 and layed down I would fall asleep peacefully without pain. Apparently my body has started to react differently to the meds since I have been trying to stop taking as much of it. I was WIDE awake until 3am. I was rip roarin' and ready to go. Plus I needed to be ready to leave my 7:30 (ish) to go to Dr. B's.

Fast forward to that...my sutures were removed. I feel better with them gone, they were getting too tight. But Dr. B made me feel like such a wimp. I told him that I was still very uncomfortable and have had a totally different experience with this whole surgery then I have in the past. I just feel like crap. Bloated, itchy, crampy, crap. He was not sympathetic. I guess he hears it all day long..so why am I different?

Nate and I seem to be going through a weird phase in our relationship. I don't know. He's working constantly. I don't seem to be doing anything right (long story) and when he asks how I feel (pain and post surgery wise) and I tell him the truth and then I don't go rushing to the ER because I am in pain he gets frustrated with me because he feels like I am being difficult. I just had surgery, I don't need to go to the ER and tell them I am in pain, I should be in pain. It wasn't virtual surgery, you know?

Then to make matters worse my engagement ring requires a check up every 6 months. Nate bought my ring on the 17th of March last year. I had it checked in September like I was supposed to. And he bought it at Jared's so there is only one within driving range, but it is still an hour away. (There is a Jared in VA too) But earlier this month he reminded me that my ring check was coming up soon...and I knew that,,,but honestly it slipped my mind. I mean, Nate's surgery was 2/12 and I feel like I have been going non stop with one thing or another since then. Well, last night I remembered and I looked up the terms of the contract, hoping that there would be like a one to 2 week grace period or something. Well that wasn't the case. The inspection has to be done in the calender MONTH...so if he bought it on the first day of the month or the last...it can only be checked in that month which means TODAY is the last day or the extended warranty (which he paid dearly for) is void. When I brought it up yesterday with Nate he had a very" I told you so" approach to the conversation. In my defense it's not like I have had nothing going on and it honestly slipped my mind. Knowing Nate, since he was taking me to the doctor in the morning which prevented him from sleeping since he works tonight as well...I knew he would be mad if I made him drive me to the docs but I could drive myself down to Towson later in the day. I really didn't want to drive that far by myself since I still do feel like crap, but I don't want to void 9 years of a warranty on a very expensive piece of jewelry.

So Nate insisted that we would go down to Towson after we picked Ty up from PreSchool. That puts me in a TOTAL lose-lose situation. If we don't do the inspection he will be upset, especially down the road if something happens to the ring, and if we do go then Nate only gets like 4 hours of sleep after being up all night last night and needing to be up all night tonight as well.

Well as it turns out we were pretty much in and out of Dr. B's so we went right from Westminster to Towson, dropped my ring off (now I won't get it back until friday because we couldn't wait for it and I don't think I will be ready to drive that distance before then alone) and then made it back to York in time to pick Ty up. Nate was in bed by noon, and slept until 5:30. I made dinner, which he didn't eat. And of course I have been waiting all day to have a bowel movement (I know, I know WAY too much information) but Ty was in one bathroom and Nate was in the other when I had that sudden urge so I asked Nate if I could come in if he was finished and all he said was "don't we have 2 bathrooms?" I almost started crying right there because he caught me SO off guard with that. I explained that Ty was in the other one so he walked out.

Nate has had the opportunity to pick up a lot of extra shifts in April too. Between his regular shifts and what he has picked up he only has like 5 nights off in the whole month. One of those nights is the 10th...our first anniversary. He told me today that he had the opportunity to pick up the 10th and some other night too. I don't know if he was expecting me to get upset of what, but all I asked was if it was his goal to just work every night in the month of April? All he said was that it is his goal to pay off debt. Okay. So like I said...I am not too sure what is going on here but I don't like the way it feels.

I know we will be fine, but this just kind of hurts right now.

I didn't hear anything from my atty today, so I am anxiously awaiting some news or paperwork from Randy's lawyer here soon. I'll be sure to inform.

Now Serving...

Randy!

Oh boy oh boy...what an entertaining conversation I just had.

Randy just got served. He called me, and calmly explained that he just had a visitor and I must know who it was.

Then sternly he said that I have left him no choice then to follow our custody papers to the line right now, so I would be responsible for getting Ty to school on time tomorrow. SO I kindly explained to him that those papers also state that I am to pick Ty up from his OLD address...so I will meet him there instead of his new house. Then he thought he had me since I am on pain meds from my surgery, he was all snide and declared that he would be sure to document that I am on pain killers.

Ummm, okay. Document away asshole because I just had 2 documented surgical procedures in the past 6 days. Retard.

He was trying to use scare tactics because he knows he has nothing on me.

So after hanging up on me and calling me back he decided that maybe we can come to some sort of compromise. So he insisted that if HE gives an inch then I am to give an inch too. I just laughed. I have to tell you, being on percocet made it a WHOLE lot easier to deal with him.

Anyway...so he agrees that it isn't fair to Ty that Randy needs to take him to school 2 days a week (uh, duh?) and blah blah blah.

I didn't really listen to him too much because to me, nothing he says matters right now unless it comes from his attorney.

Oh, and the BEST news of all!!!!!!!!!!!!! Randy is engaged! He corrected himself when he said this girl was his girlfriend, I mean Fiancee now. I was so excited that I couldn't help myself, all I said was..."Wow, so did she have to buy her own engagement ring too?"

But now the REAL fun begins...wish me luck.


In other news I am not really feeling a whole lot better today...in fact I called the on call doc to see what I needed to do since the bigger of my 2 incisions is really hurting...a lot. She explained that there is probably fluid collecting around it and that's what is causing the pain so I am to report to the office first thing tomorrow at 8:30 to have them removed. Nate will get off at 7am to come home around 7:30 and take me immediately to Carroll County, and he has to work tomorrow night too. I am so lucky to have such a dedicated guy that loves me.

That's about all the fun and exciting news I can handle tonight.

Day 2

I do not feel much better then I did the day of surgery. I can still feel this gas inside of me that moves and gurgles when I move. It's a horrible feeling. I still can't sit up easily by myself. I am so glad that my MIL is here to be with me. Nate comes home from work exhausted, so to ask him to help me beyond the first half hour that he is home would make me feel guilty.

I feel like I over did it yesterday, I went from upstairs to downstair to eat dinner, and then Nate needed his dressing changed (Yes, I am still doing that) so I needed to at least show his mom how to do it now, so I went back upstairs only to go back downstairs to watch a movie for a while before going upstiars to bed. But all of that was done over a few hours, it wasn't like I was running back and forth. Plus, I waited WAY too long between my pain meds. I was able to wait 7 1/2 hours, and I am allowed to take 2 pills every 4-6. Trust me, I won't make that mistake again.

Nate was pretty insistent that I call the doctor today because I shouldn't be in this much pain. But all I can think of them saying is..."It's the gas." Am I vomiting? No. Am I bleeding? No. What are they going to do? I feel like one moment Nate makes me feel like I am not being pro active enough with this pain, and then the next i am making too big of a deal about it. Oh Well. he's tired, and I am sure he doesn't like seeing me feel this bad.

That's the update for today. I am going to lay down now.

Done

I am done in so many ways right now.

Nate and I showed up right on time yesterday morning. I was taken back to the pre op area in ample time. The anestesia doc came back and verified everything with me. They even gave me decadron and something else before the surgery so I won't wake up nauseous. (Not that nausea or vomiting ever been a problem with me in the past, they do it standard for everyone) Dr. B came in and spoke to me. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood. And I was taken back for surgery. It was flawless. It seemed like the whole place revolved specifically around me.

In the past, the 5 or so times that I have woken up from anestesia it always felt like I was coming out of a dream. Easy and most importantly pain free. No problems. Not this time. My eyes opened to the feeling of someone standing overtop of me stabbing me in the gut, Tears were coming out of my eyes and I was flailing me head, but I couldn't speak because me mouth was so dry and my throat hurt from being intubated. I like to think that I have a pretty high tolerance for pain, where did that go? The nurse came right over and asked me if I was in pain. All I could do was shake my head "yes." She explained that she had already given me toridol thru my i.v. (that's like and i.v. version of motrin) I didn't even feel it. So she stated with 50mg of phentenil. That just took the slightest edge off. So a few minutes layer she gave me another 50. That's a lot of pain medicine. That only worked fr about 20 minutes or so, so she got Dr. B's okay to give me a percocet. After about an hour in the first stage of recovery they moved me to the second where Nate could see me. I felt like such a wimp. I was crying and complaining about how much it hurt.

Dr. B came in while I was still in the first stage of the PACU and all I really remember him saying, besides that I did have endometrial tissues that he had to remove on my left side, is that this was it. I won't/can't have this done again. He more specifically said that I would lose my uterus.

In the second stage of recovery I still felt pretty miserable. The nurse came back in and asked me how my pain was because I could start thinking about going home. I was terrified to think of the hour long car ride so she gave me another percocet.

The drive home was long, and I had a hard time getting up the steps, but I have been up here ever since.

Nate insisted in the hospital and on the ride home that he REALLY didn't think it was a good idea for Ty to see me and I should just have my Mom to meet Randy before we got home. But I couldn't stand the thought. I really don't think he understands how good Ty's hugs feel to me. Also, Nate has still not seen the true Ty. There is always a little competition for affection when I am around both of them and Ty's way of fighting is by clinging onto me, so Nate was worried that Ty would unintentionally hurt me. But I told me Mom to explain to Ty that he could only touch my face and hands and I thought that would be fine.

As it turns out, it was. And Ty was wonderful. He came up onto the side of the bed that I wasn't laying on and he put his little hand on my cheek and he asked me if I was okay. And I told him that I was a little uncomfortable (Huge Understatement) but he didn't need to hear my burdens. Then he asked me if it was okay if he game me a hug, and he did. He asked me a lot of questions and I showed him my "band aids." He was so concerned and before my Mom took him he started crying a little and whining that he wanted to stay with me so he could help me. I reassured his that while I would love his help he could go have a ton of fun with his Daddy instead of laying in bed with me. So, they left.

I have to say that by the end of the day yesterday on top of all the i.v. drugs I took 7 percocet, That is so not like me. And I was still in pain. When I had a 9lb 3oz child vaginally....I took tylenol...and I had an episiotomy.

So now Nate works the next 6 days in a row for 12 hours each day...so he needs to sleep during the day and he will be gone all night. He called his Mom and asked he to come up and spend the weekend with me. Normally I wouldn't need this, in fact...before the surgery I was looking forward to having the weekend by myself because I knew I could just relax and only feel a little crummy. But now I am thinking I don't know what I would do without her. I am so happy she is available to come up.

Just to give you an idea here...I am sitting up right now typing, only moving my fingers. I have 2 pillows under my knees and two behind my head, and a heating pad on my abdomen. If I lay down it hurts, like not hurts a little, but hurts that just can't do it. When I need to get up I can't lift my own legs because it's too painful using my abdominal muscles. So someone needs to remove the pillows for me and swing my legs over the side of the bed. I also need help scooting to the edge of the bed, but when I sit up all the way I need to keep leaning forward because I can't sit straight up. So I can't be bugging Nate to wake up and help me everytime I need to go to the bathroom, or need something to drink or eat. I can't take the percs on an empty stomach.

Dr. B used a different technique this time then he did in the past and I am convinced that the way he did it this time really limited the amount of CO2 gas that he used in my abdominal cavity to escape and that's what is causing all this pain. I mean, I can feel where my stitches hurt and all, but it's the gas that is making this so difficult.

For the record too, if you are wondering my my Mother In Law is coming instead of my own Mother staying...well, my Mom offered to stay another day, but she already put off leaving for a trip in her RV with my Step Dad to help me with Ty and I didn't want to delay her any more. I think she would have stayed as long as I asked her too...but I am sure she would be miserable, and my MIL doesn't have any plans besides studying, which she could do up here just as easily in VA. Plus I know she would love to see Nate.

Okay, so I woke up about 50 min ago, went to the bathroom and took 2 percs and had a pop tart and I am really starting to feel the effects of them, so I am going to stop typing now because this is really becoming an effort.

One Down, One to Go

SO people really did mean it when they said that the prep was the worst part of a colonoscopy. It really wasn't bad, and the only discomfort that I am in is some abdominal cramping and that I keep passing gas, but it feels good to pass it and then my abdomen doesn't hurt.

Nate came home from work and tried to sleep in bed with me, but Randy called me (Ty wanted to tell me that he loves me) and then my Mom called, and then my sister called, and then the surgical center for thursdays delight called to verify my info and such. So needless to say, there wasn't much sleeping.

Nate came home and crashed into bed once he realized that I will be okay alone right now.

Apparently there was nothing significant that we need to act on now with my back door bleeding. So, that's a plus. I wasn't wishing they would find something, so I am glad that I did this so I know I don't have some sort of cancerous growth or something. You know?

I am actually SO looking forward to thursday, I am SO ready to have all this other crap scraped and caulderized out of me. I am just hoping that Dr. B doesn't find that my left side is completley obliterated and needs to remove any of my pertinent insides.

Guess we will have to just wait and see.

Big BIG BIG thanks to my sister and Mommom for picking Ty up from preschool today and entertaining him all day. It's so nice to come home and eat and relax. And also for the food, and ICE CREAM from Hoffmans! Yummy :)

Did I mention that I had NOTHING to eat from 8pm Saturday night until about 20 min ago?

Happy Easter

Please think of me when you are eating your Easter Dinner...I will be sucking on a straw drinking my dinner. I am not looking forward to this bowel prep.

I want to think happy thoughts.

We were discussing this past week about moving again. I just hope beyond hopes that our plans all work out.

I don't really have anything exciting to talk about. My nerves are all worked up for Monday. Wish me luck.

Medical Woes...

I haven't been able to update for a while for several reasons.

First, I nearly passed out in the ER at work last Friday night. I guess I picked the right place to do it. But I insisted that I was fine and continued on working. Thankfully we were not busy, because looking back, I don't know how I would have made it if we were.

The next morning I began bleeding profusely so Nate thought it would be a good idea since I had the near fainting the night before to just go get check in the ER.

Now in my community we have 2 hospitals. One that has a horrid reputation and I wouldn't let my ex husband go to, let alone me. And the other has been on a steady decline over the past few months. Luckily (or so I thought) we have a world renowned Medical Center just 40 min north in the chocolate land, Hershey. I won't go back there again.

We drive up there, I was "gushing" (sorry to be so graphic) the whole way to sign in at triage. Here I am, a female of child bearing age with a chief complaint of vaginal bleeding, passing clots last period of oh, say 8 weeks ago. And abdominal pain. Hmmmm. Now I am not saying that I was having a miscarriage, but please people, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that something might be really wrong here. So they mosey me on back, stick me in a hallway bed and Nate reassures me that when they do my pelvic exam they would move me into a room. Okay.

So, after 45 minutes and me going up to the nursing station TWICE to get a new pad because I flooded mine, a nurse came to my bed to ask me what's going on. So I explained the situation. My urine came back that I had a UTI. Interesting since I wasn't complaining of UTI symptoms, so I figured that would be a bonus. But to my dismay, the tunnel vision glasses went on everyone and after explaining to the resident physician exactly what was going on all she said was..."well, you do have a UTI." Thanks. I was already told. Nothing was ordered. Nothing was done. About an hour later a nurse comes around with a pill antibiotic for my UTI.

Then about an hour after that the attending physician came over to me, asked me what was going on. I explained now like a 5th time my situation. She hardly even touched me when she "pressed" on my abdomen asking "does this hurt?" I felt like asking her when was she going to palpate me to find out. Then she explains to me that unless my urine comes back positive for a pregnancy there is nothing to be done. I explain that I have a substantial hx of endometriosis, I had a ruptured cyst about 2 months ago...something could be going on here. She didn't even want to run blood work let alone a pelvic exam or an ultrasound! Nate was saying all day how pale I looked, she said I looked great! What about the near fainting and dizziness I was experiencing? You are just going to diagnose me off of a URINE sample? "but you DO have a UTI..." she says. (rolling my eyes) Seriously, Nate was ready to drive me down to Fairfax at the hospital ER he used to work in. He was so upset about how they treated me. I did, after some insistence get some labs completed and they gave me some fluid...but I will never go into that ER again.

And another reason I couldn't update is because we didn't have internet access most of the week. Our MAC ate our internet card and since it was still under warranty we had to mail away for a new one.

In other wonderful news my attorney got the paperwork from the court to have Randy served. I was hoping to have his served while I had Ty, but apparently they haven't caught up with him yet. I don't think he's dodging them since he doens't know this is coming. But, we will see.

I am very nervous and anxious about this whole situation. Part of me wonders if he even has any money to fight this battle.


Today is my last day of work until April 11th. Sunday I have my prep for my colonoscopy, so I can't work then and then monday is the procedure and then thursday I have my laproscopy with Dr. B. I am so ready to have both of these done. This intermittin bleeding from my rear is getting OLD quick and I have been so tired and bloated and tired, and did I say tired? I went to bed at 9am last night and this was after sleeping the whole night before and I took a nap while Ty was in preschool. That's the way its been for me the past several weeks. I do whatever I can just to get by, I feel like my house is a mess, Nate has been keeping up with the laundry (thank God) and I haven't been making anything decent for dinner either. My poor family.


But I am looking forward to the time off. It stinks that I won't be paid, but I guess I can't expect too much when I am not working, you know?

My MIL's birthday is the first weekend in April and we are going to get a hotel room in Baltimore by the Harbor on thursday and spend the day friday down there and then travel to VA until sunday night to celebrate her birthday. We were supposed to take a nice trip, but that fell thru with Nate's surgery. Healthy bunch we are.

So, now I just need to make it through the day and I'm all set, for tomorrow anyway.

Following Up On Some Issues...Nothing Too Exciting

I think I forgot to mention that my atty filed for full custody on January 24th. Did I tell you that? Well, the courts cashed her filing fee check on Feb 13th. And to this day she has not received ANY paperwork from them. She called me this past week and said that she called the court's clerk office and they told her that they are so backlogged that they haven't even started the second half of January's filings paperwork yet. Nice. So at this point it's going to be Like July before we even see anyone from the court.

Once she gets the paperwork (let's think optimistically and think that will be around the end of MAY) Once Randy is served, he has 30 days to even answer and retain representation...so now we are in June before he even responds to this on the record.

What a mess. I have no real reason to tell you this, other then the fact that I am ticked that it has taken this long so far and nothing has been done. For those of you that recall, Ty had an episode of explaining to me that he was choked by Randy in November, after going several days with a broken collar bone while in his custody, and then I found out some other really disturbing information about him that enabled me to take emergency custody of Ty around Christmas time.

I have had Ty in with a therapist about every 2 weeks since all of this has happened. He seems to be doing well, and he LOVES his therapist.

Anyway, moving on........

You know you are a major geek and are getting old when you go to the grocery store and fiber supplements are on sale. Seriously. I felt almost gitty then I found that. According to my surgeon, he told me that I needed to increase my intake of fiber. We'll see if that helps anything.

Daylights Savings Time:

I would like to thank my MIL who so graciously called us last night to remind Nate and myself that it was DST last night. Yeah, I was thrilled to know that I would have to report to work an hour earlier then I initially anticipated. Great.


Financial Update:

So, the recent surgery for Nate set us back a bit on paying some things off with our tax refund. And then I will be going at least a week and a half without pay at all in 2 weeks. So, we were discussing yesterday what exactly we would be doing for vacation this year. We were planning on going to Honduras before he needed to have surgery. Actually, with when we were planning to go, yesterday would have been our last day there. We were thinking of going in August or September, but we can't with Ty's Kindergarten. Bummer. I told Nate that I don't mind not taking a "major" vacation this tear if it meant us moving sooner.

Randy is taking Ty for his weeks vacation with Ty the week of the fourth of July...I thought maybe we could go somewhere just the 2 of us then, but we'll see I guess.

We were able to pay off one bill with our refund though. We were hoping and planning on using it for 3 bills, but one is better then none, right?

I don't know what I am going to do if I can't work a full time job when Ty goes to school next year. The before and after school program is ALREADY full for next year and Ty is on the waiting list. I certainly can't work if I don't have child care, and some places that I have called are like $130 to $175 a WEEK! I'm sorry, but I almost refuse to pay up to $700 a month for AFTER school care. That's more then our RENT. We will just have to wait and see how things unfold with all that mess.

So that's about all I have to day right now. I am working today and in the morning when I get off I have to race down to Baltimore to pick Ty up for preschool tomorrow. I HATE getting off at 7am, driving to baltimore to get Ty back up to preschool by 9am. Bummer.

It's a good day! We are getting a new stove!

Wow, everything seems to be going right today.

Nate took Ty to preschool and Randy actually remembered to pick him up on time!


I came to work on time and have only had 2 calls.

AAAANNNDDDD...we am getting a new stove today! I have been having issues with the old one. When my MIL was here for Nate's surgery I was so upset that the chicken roaster I was making wasn't cooking right. Then the next morning I make cinnamon buns that were burned about 10 minutes into baking. And that happened once to Nate too. Then the other night I tried to make a pork roast and it was only supposed to cook for 45 minutes...well it took a little over 2 hours.

So I called the landlord who came and said it was the heater coil thing...he removed that and brought it back like a half hour later and said it worked fine. So he put a service call in and whatever happened after that resulted in us getting a while new stove! Yipee! The one that we have now is over 10 years old and isn't very nice. I don't know what we are getting, but it can't be any worse then what we have!

Yeah!

And then after they deliver it Nate's coming to the station to relax with me and he's bringing our netflix movies that were delivered today. We bumped our amount of movies what we get at one time from 4 to 7, becasue of Nate's surgery, and we are just going to keep it that way for a while because of my surgeries coming up. It sure beats the heck out of cable t.v. You can't imagine the weird looks and disbeliefe that I get out of people when I tell them we don't have cable t.v.!

So I certainly can't complain about anything today!

Surgery, surgery, surgery

Okay, I have a lot to say, but I really don't feel like typing it all out.

Nate was cleared to return to work this morning with no restrictions from his surgeon. This really upset me. Poor Nate still can't sit comfortably or bend over and he can return to work 12 hour shifts with no restrictions?

Well, that was short lived. When he went from one appointment to another (his employee health return to work appointment) the PA at the hospital was shocked that he was released to come back, and she put a stop to it. After all, he is still requiring dressing changes and has a huge gap in his back side. She said that he could only work 8 hour shifts and no more then 3 shifts per week. She also said that he was restricted from lifting and bending. Thank God.

That's that.

Now me...on the other hand...since I fell down the steps I have been having problems with er....my "back door." And I had to see, by referral of my primary care physician, a colorectal surgeon today who so graciously gave me the news that I needed to have a colonoscopy performed prior to my laproscopy on the 27th. So I will be put under anesthesia twice in 3 days. Not to mention that Nate is scheduled to work the night before my colonoscopy, so will have to suffer though the bowel prep the day before alone. :(

The surgeon today really thinks that he will find something that will effect how my GYN will perform my scope. Lovely. Just stinkin' lovely.

Luckily, I have an awesome sister who will be coming up on the day of my colonoscopy to pick Ty up from preschool and entertain him that afternoon. And Randy will be getting Ty a day early since I have to be at Carroll County General at 6:15 am on thursday. I sure am going to miss Ty that week. :(

Living the dream: NOT looking forward to the bowel prep. At all.

34 Hour Shift...

I got a call last night from my boss asking me to come in early because a co worker was ill and needed to go home. So I came into work at 9pm last night. Nothing like a 34 hour shift. So between the meeting during the week, my weekly hours racked up to 60. Not too shabby for someone with only weekend availability, eh?

Nate ended up coming into the station for me to change his packing and dressing on his wound. I couldn't keep coming home during my shifts, so yesterday during the day Nate and I took a "test drive" to see if he could manage driving since it's still incredibly painful for him to sit, let alone manage a stick shift and drive okay. He did well, I mean, it's great that we live 3 miles from the station because if we didn't, I don't think he would be okay. So he will be coming back later this afternoon for me to do it again.

We have a follow up appointment with the surgeon on Wednsday. We'll see what he says. I seriously doubt that employee health at the hospital will let him return to work with gauze stuffed in his backside. And I don't think he's ready to return to work anyway. He can go several hours without taking pain meds, but he isn't up walking around and bending over and lifting for 12 hours straight either.

But anyway, I am glad that I came in early...we didn't have any calls over the night, so I basically got paid overtime to sleep which is awesome.

I can't wait to get Ty back tomorrow. He sounds better on the phone. I know this sounds mean, but at lease he didn't get sick with me and I can have him when he is well. Randy said that the first 2 days he had him he was throwing up and miserable and then Randy works today, so he won't be with him at all, Chip will be with him to enjoy this time, and then Ty comes back to me tomorrow.

You know, every time I called Randy he wasn't home with Ty. Ty was either with his parents or brother because he had something more pressing to do. Last night he was driving his girlfriend home. Nice. So he complains about gas money with driving TY to school, but he can drive his girlfriend back to DC and back when his son is sick. Whatever. I guess it's all in your priorities.

So anyway, I'm here. Working. Until 7am tomorrow.

Living the dream: Work work work all day long. It's not so bad, as long as no one calls 911.