It's Sunday, I'm studying for my GIS midterm (another post/story), I've got a big pot of marinara sauce simmering, which will most likely be my lunch/dinner for the week, I've got StatTracker up to follow the progress of my first-place fantasy baseball team, it's night, and we're wearing sunglasses.
The bad news is that Cheryl is still in the hospital. The good news is that she should be getting out soon, as the docs think they have gotten a handle on her nausea and nutrition problems - she's actually hungry and sounds to be in pretty good spirits; they just need to take care of, ahem, the other end of the digestive tract and she should be getting out in a day or two - so much for the fly down in the morning, leave in the afternoon plan. She's been there nearly two weeks! Oy vey, I don't want to think about the bills we're going to get.
The good news there is that we're very nearly close to hitting the catastrophic amount on her insurance, at which point, insurance picks up 100% of everything.
The bad news is...well, let's just say that the catastrophic amount isn't a tiny number.
Well, I hear you can get a healthy five figures for a kidney...I got an extra one...
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Who does Cheryl think she is, sleeping all the time, watching TV, and hanging out with all those doctors and nurses. Remind her you need company too. Who needs a working digestive system anyway, they are so over rated.
You can get 5 figures for eggs...not that I ever done that....umm College was expensive.....
Cheers to the both of you. Good weather is here, or at least this weekend.
Yvonne
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