4 weeks ago my husband had back surgery. he herniated a disc at work (catching a patient). this has been one nightmare after another. it took workman's comp SIX WEEKS to even get him to a doctor. a few weeks later he had surgery, and now-a few weeks even later- he seems to be in more pain than ever. we are in close quarters since he isn't working. our schedules are off. we are off. we have had a really hard year.
this week involved a sick, teething baby that at one point i think screamed for four hours straight while we were at doctor's appointments where the doctor was completely incompetent. we waited THREE HOURS to see a doctor who walked in and called my husband "steve". i can't even tell you the frustration that has been welling up inside me this week, flowing out in tears. this is the result of being in and out of hospitals the last six months. a lung here, an appendix there. not to mention the emotional and absolutely insane fostering journey we are on.
i cry out to God and ask him for relief.
and even though we weened baby j off of pacies at 6 months, i found the nearest walmart in tulsa this week and bought this. and no, it didn't work. which is probably a good thing.
