2011, you better get better

Well, this year’s started out sucking like a straw!

First, Art sprains his ankle badly, ends up in the hospital and on crutches for a week.

Then, Lexi gets a cold.

Then, I get the flu.

Just as I’m getting better……

last night at 4:00 a.m. Art tells me he’s calling an ambulance and going to the hospital. He had stomach pain so severe, he was white as a ghost and could barely walk. The paramedics get here and his blood pressure is pretty low and he’s starting to kind of pass out.

They take him away in the ambulance and I, obviously, stay here with Lexi. The plan is to call my parents when she wakes up so they can come stay with her while I go to the hospital for Art-which worked out.

Art’s discharged a few hours later with a diagnosis of food poisoning so severe they gave him a prescription for MORPHINE for the pain. He’s been home and sleeping for 12 hours now.

I’m not completely over my illness either.

C’mon 2011, get better, please!