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So since early Sunday morning, my mom has been in the hospital. She was rushed by ambulence after she suffered with severe stomach aches. Turns out it was her gall bladder. She had several gall stones. So she got her gall bladder removed. However, she was still suffering in pain. Turns out she had gall stones that had developed outside of her gall bladder as well. So she got them removed. Once again, she was still in pain. Turns out that the gall stones had infected her liver enzymes and pancreas. So after three surgeries and 5 days in the hospital she is almost all better; just very weak and her incisions hurt. And I am proud to say that I stayed with my mom in the hospital the whole time and took care of her. After seeing how the nurses treat people, I was disgusted. No way in hell was I leaving my mom there all by herself.
So to a certain someone...I was not home when you rang the doorbell a dozen times and pounded on the door like a psycho. However, you did wake up my dad who had only received 6 hours of sleep over the course of three days. As a result, my dad was super pissed and told me that you yelled at him that you weren't friends with me anymore...well I'm glad you got that out of your system. All you had to do was leave the stuff you dropped off in a bag by my door.
Right now the dishwasher is running, the laundry is being washed/dryed, I made dinner for my mom, gave my sick cat her medicine, unpacked my mom's hospital bags, cleaned up the "presents" my cats so graciously left for me, and I am going to re-read the Marble Slab packet before my orientation on Monday! Ahhh!!!
Wyatt leaves Sunday :( But Lindsay Turner returns that same day! Talk about bitter, yet very very sweet! :)