So last Monday was my birthday, and what a crazy day it was!! We didn't have any major plans, just some shopping and probably dinner. Well, Saturday night Josh was complaining that his stomach was hurting really bad. I figured he had just eaten too much or too little, and this was the source of the problem. He didn't get any better after taking some tums and then started throwing up and couldn't keep anything down. At about 9pm he decided the pain was not going to go away on its own, and he wanted to go to an insta-care. So a trip to insta-care and $40 later, all they had to tell us was to go to emergency because they thought it was appendicitis. About 3am Sunday morning, the ER doctor told us he had a blockage in his small intestine that could only be removed by surgery. He told me to go home and get some sleep, and I could pick Josh up at about 9am after he was in recovery. So this is exactly what I did. When I went back to the hospital in the morning (thinking we were both going home) they told me that there was some sort of bump or something on his intestine that they had to remove and the surgery was a lot more serious than they thought, so he was going to have to stay in the hospital for at least 2 or 3 days. WHAT???!!! it was crazy. So Josh was in the hospital, bored out of his mind for 3 days. He is doing much better now, and we ended up celebrating my birthday his weekend. I did however get to go to lunch and shopping with my mom on my actual birthday, so that was a lot of fun. Isn't life unpredictable?
