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Showing posts with label damn cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label damn cats. Show all posts

Monday, March 8, 2010

2010 FAIL

I try real hard not to come to this blog and whine very often. But, folks, go get some cheese because I'm bringing the whine.

So far, 2010 has been an abysmal year. Here's what we've been greeted with:
  1. I paid $160 for vaccinations and tests for a cat that wasn't even mine.
  2. Mike was downsized from his job.
  3. The cat that is mine required a $450 do-or-die surgery.
  4. Mike had a grand mal seizure, which earned him an ambulance ride to the hospital.
  5. The garbage disposal broke and is still waiting to be replaced.
  6. The something something having to do with the brakes on my car went out (another $450).
  7. Mike's unemployment claim was denied due to a calculation error on the part of the unemployment office (still trying to straighten that out, but have been delayed by #9, 11).
  8. Annie fractured her foot and had to miss the rest of the volleyball season.
  9. Mike hurt his knee playing racquetball.
  10. Mike's injury landed us in the emergency room twice, both times to rule out a blood clot.
  11. An MRI showed a large pocket of fluid in Mike's thigh.
  12. The attempt to drain the thigh was unsuccessful and we're waiting, as I type, for them to come get Mike for surgery to slice open the leg, clean out the fluid and probable infection and flush it with antibiotics.
Plan A for the surgery is that the doc opens up Mike's leg, scoops out all the fluid, flushes the leg with antibiotics and then then keep him overnight on IV antibiotics. I'm not even going to say what Plan B is because I don't even want to entertain the possibility and if I say it (or type it) out loud, the universe might mistake that for a wish and it will come true.

I know that once I hit the "publish post" button, I'll think of all the good things that have happened this year. Maybe I'll even do a counter post later. But I can't right now because I'm in the middle of my little pity party.