I woke up this morning with horrible chest pains... I had to get my 2.5 year old all packed up and we ran to the ER. We spent 3 hours there and I found out I have a tumor on my thyroid. Aidan was a terror... and I bet DH has no idea that all this went on. I have to go back in on Monday so they can stick a needle in my neck and find out if it's malignent or not... I'm so scared and I have to pee but there's a drunk man on the floor of my damn bathroom.
OH and in the middle of this... the place I've been trying to get a job interview at for WEEKS called this morning and I didn't look at the caller ID before I answered the phone and probably made a HORRIBLE first impression... he said I can call him back when I get things under control but I'm SO afraid I blew it... UGH
My son won't go down for his nap either... I feel like running away.. today is the worst day ever
AND my whole house smells like barf and I can't leave because Aidan needs a nap and I doubt if he wakes up while I'm gone that Hubby will be in any state to care for him... ARGHHHH
. DS is in bed *crossing fingers* asleep. I've managed to carry (drag) all 215lbs of my husband down the hall and deposit him in bed. I called employer back and he was REALLY cool about the situation and set up an interview for tommorow at noon! so yay! I need to go eat some lunch... and watch some garbage television for a while