I think we had a thread like this before, but I couldn't find it, so I'm starting up a new one. A place to seek moral support for the crappy, sad or weird day you just had.
Yesterday was our 1-year wedding anniversary. Mr. Eden took off work, agreed to forgo golf on Sunday (now THAT's love!) and we planned a relaxing, romantic child-free (son is at his dads) weekend.
Yesterday a.m. Mr. Eden starts having pains in his belly. We go to the doc at 9 a.m. Doc examines him and sends us off to the ER. Check in to ER at 10. Get poked and stuck with needles until about 1 p.m. when a surgeon shows up.
Surgeon says "your appendix needs to come out." At 4 it's off to surgery. At 6 doc comes out and says the appendix was truly bad and shows me a color pic of it, along with pics of the two hernias he also found, which will have to come out at a future date! Had dinner with my f-i-l at 9 and home alone. Hopefully Mr. Eden will get out of hospital today.
What's so hard is that Mr. Eden just had his gall bladder out two months ago. Every time he gets rolled into that operating room I die inside thinking that anything could happen and I'd lose him forever. I'm really grateful that he is ok and thanks for letting me cry on your shoulders. Hug your sweeties today and tell them you love them.