Ok so my husband was in the hospital for NINE days…..

His mother did find her way to visit him ONCE in that time though in all fairness she was not feeling well and had been having a fever and I told her point blank–if you have a fever don’t come to the hospital.

Of course, I had to call her to update her on how he was doing. God forbid she would call to check on her own son! That would take away from her mememememe time.

After she visited, I quit calling her to update her and it took her 4 days to call on her own–such a caring person.

Since he has been home which has now been 8 days, she has called ONCE (yesterday) to ask how he is doing and then she didn’t really ask. It was the typical memememememememememememe my sister and her husband are taking advantage of memememememe, boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend, grandson grandson, memememememememememe, how’s my son doing, mememememememememe and me some more.

It NEVER ENDS! NEVER!

It’s amazing she didn’t kill her children when she had them because caring for them took away from her time for her SELFISH self.

One day, I swear, ONE DAY, I’ll tell her and it will NOT pretty.

Once again, I think karma has bitten me in the ass. On November 27, my husband said he didn’t feel good and was having terrible abdominal pains and said the most shocking statement ever–I’m not going deer hunting today because I don’t feel good. I should known right then and there that he needed to go to the hospital and did suggest it but him being the way he is, it takes a lot to get him near a doctor or *gasp* an emergency room.

Twelve hours after he said he wasn’t going hunting he FINALLY decided he should go to the ER (duh).

We got there, the doctor came in and 3 hours later, my husband was in emergency exploratory surgery. A CAT scan showed that his problem was a ruptured appendix BUT he has his appendix out 5 years ago. The surgeon said it was “possible” that there was some of the appendix left from 5 years ago and that it ruptured but it was not very likely.

Well, my husband likes to be an odd ball because sure enough, that was the problem!

He spent 9 days in the hospital and will be off work 6 weeks total. His time in the hospital was very difficult for him, he had a lot of complications from surgery and pain meds.

He is home now, very depressed but healing slowly.

Why do I think this has to do with karma? This all came as I was questioning to myself why the hell he and I are even together and thinking we shouldn’t be. Seems I had to be shown that there is a reason and that we belong together though I would have preferred a gentler reminder.

Thanksgiving came and went with me not going to the in-laws. My husband wend; however, I didn’t because I would have to punch my bitch sister-in-law in the face.