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Jun. 8th, 2012 12:06 amY'all, I swear to the Baby Jesus in his golden diapers, if life doesn't get better soon, I am going on some kind of binge. Possibly involving soy sauce.
Josh has been having pain in his diaphragm that's been increasing over the past three days until we went to the doctor again today. He had a series of x-rays (which we are probably going to have pay all 700 dollars for because the hospital is apparently not accepting Blue Cross Blue Shield), which revealed no pneumonia. He probably has pleurisy, an inflammation of his lungs, brought on by surgery and hospitalization. But the doctor wants him to have a CT scan tomorrow (thank BJinhGD the hospital decided that bilking us out of an additional 2500 dollars crosses the line and told us to go elsewhere for the scan) to rule out a blood clot. Which they clearly don't really think he has or he'd be hospitalized right now because a pulmonary embolism is bad shit. Like my mom told me today, "Lorraine, if he had a blood clot that broke free, either he's okay or he'd be dead right now." So, probably not that.
But this feels like the ordeal that will never end. I can't remember the last time he wasn't in pain. I had to prop him up last night in a chair so he could sleep, and he can't really breathe. It just sucks. And we're getting irritated and frustrated with each other. *tears out hair*
And he has to start teaching on the 18th, and he's going to have to do it whether he's physically ready or not. It would be professional suicide for him not to because it's a new program and they have so much money invested and training.
I may or may not have had a little mini-breakdown today while viewing Emma's inventions at the parent day of her science camp.
But Darcy/Jane swims along. I worry that I am woobifying Jane too much. IDK.
Josh has been having pain in his diaphragm that's been increasing over the past three days until we went to the doctor again today. He had a series of x-rays (which we are probably going to have pay all 700 dollars for because the hospital is apparently not accepting Blue Cross Blue Shield), which revealed no pneumonia. He probably has pleurisy, an inflammation of his lungs, brought on by surgery and hospitalization. But the doctor wants him to have a CT scan tomorrow (thank BJinhGD the hospital decided that bilking us out of an additional 2500 dollars crosses the line and told us to go elsewhere for the scan) to rule out a blood clot. Which they clearly don't really think he has or he'd be hospitalized right now because a pulmonary embolism is bad shit. Like my mom told me today, "Lorraine, if he had a blood clot that broke free, either he's okay or he'd be dead right now." So, probably not that.
But this feels like the ordeal that will never end. I can't remember the last time he wasn't in pain. I had to prop him up last night in a chair so he could sleep, and he can't really breathe. It just sucks. And we're getting irritated and frustrated with each other. *tears out hair*
And he has to start teaching on the 18th, and he's going to have to do it whether he's physically ready or not. It would be professional suicide for him not to because it's a new program and they have so much money invested and training.
I may or may not have had a little mini-breakdown today while viewing Emma's inventions at the parent day of her science camp.
But Darcy/Jane swims along. I worry that I am woobifying Jane too much. IDK.
