Unfortunately, in the hospital I wasn't getting any sleep. Aiden was in due to soemthing viral that set off what may be a fairly severe case of asthma. By the time he was ready to check out.. I was getting ready to check in.
Yesterday was the worst of it for me. I went to the doctor and he gave me a WHOLE bucket of drugs. Including Vicodin to make me get some sleep. He also told me expressly not to consider returning to work until Tuesday.
So... Sidhehaven this weekend is a bust. Between my health and Heather's back (the gory reality exposed in her recent post) there's no way the two of us can manage Aiden there without clear support.
I'm praying that Bumbershoot isn't killed for me as well. Hopefully I'm up on my feet by mid weekend. But time and drugs will tell.
In the mean time the second insurance company is also lowballing us on the value of our car.
August is not merely fired... I'm hoping security will rough it up on the way out of the building.