My mom came over early this morning so that she could watch the kids for me while I went to the dermatologist to make sure I'm still cancer-free (thanks, Mom, for watching the kids, and also passing on that awesome skin cancer risk!!).
Bryan was home this morning because he's had a killer headache for 2 days straight and could hardly sit upright without beign in extreme pain. I was planning on taking him in for another medical thing this afternoon, but he made an appointment with his regular doctor to check out this headache thing.
While I was waiting in the dermatologist's office, I read an article about symptoms you shouldn't ignore, and right there at the top of the list was 'persistant headache.' Then it went on to describe brain bleeds and people dying in their sleep from undetected brain aneurysms. OMG!
After I got home, Bryan's doctor had already sent him to the ER for a CT Scan, and to make a long story short, it turns out that his head is fine, but his sinuses are most definitely not. So he spent the whole rest of the day pumped up with fluids and narcotics and super duper antibiotics.
I finally drove him home after 6, where wonderful wonderful Gaga had already fed the boys dinner and put Chase in his pajamas.
A little before 8, after Chase was in bed, I ran out with Ian to fill Bryan's new prescriptions...only:
a.) I forgot to bring the prescription with me and had to turn around halfway there to go back home and get it,
b.) Once we got to Target, I found out the pharmacy closes at 8,
c.) We went to CVS, which was open, but insanely busy and had to wait 20 minutes just to drop off the scrip,
d.) Ian had to go to the bathroom, but it was one of the locking bathrooms so we had to wait in line to ask the only cashier in the store to unlock it,
e.) After we waited for 25 minutes to get the meds, they tell me that my prescription benefits with our insurance company are not working and we can call HR about it tomorrow, but for now we will have to pay full price for the drugs...and it is OVER $600!!!! Yes, six hundred dollars of pills for a sinus infection!!!
f.) I painfully pay for the drugs, while Ian starts doing another potty dance and decides that he can't wait ten minutes to get home...he has to go poopy NOW...so we have to wait in line again for the cashier to walk us to the back of the store to unlock the bathroom, where we spend a good 15 minutes together in a stall while he works stuff out (and narrates it).
g.) Did I mention it is almost 9:30 at this point and we still had to pick up the car that we left at the hospital???
I am so, so thankful that everything medically turned out ok. An acute sinus infection is a much better diagnosis than a your-head-is-exploding diagnosis. I am counting my blessings on that. And I know that even though I am exhausted, I'm not the one who is sick...Bryan still feels terrible even though he has some fairly hard painkillers now.
But still. I am exhausted. And here I am, sitting in front of blogger instead of going to bed. That's my cue.