Frog and Goat

Seriously?! A weekend in the hospital for this? Um, you roll up to Patient First or whatever the Doc in a Box is called in your town. Then you pee in a jar. They test it. They give you antibiotics and recommend over the counter pain killers and send your ass home. That’s the way it works. I know. I’ve been there, done that.

In fact, several years ago I had 8 or more kidney stones rolling around in my left kidney and had surgery to open up the urethra with a stent so they could roll out and I DID NOT SPEND THE NIGHT IN THE HOSPITAL. No, I woke up in recovery, felt like puking and then went home. End of story.

Normally I should be on my way to work at this time, but my supervisor wants me to meet her at her mechanic’s at 8. I don’t usually have a problem doing this but this is the second time this year I’ve had to do this and this time it sort of ticks me off. She’s having her son’s car inspected. Her son’s car. Now, granted he’s in high school, but apparently he doesn’t do any maintenance on the car. I assume she’ll have the oil changed on it as well since she’s been after him for months to get that done too. Now, back in my day, when there were only horses and buggies, we had to take the horse in ourselves. Through five feet of snow, uphill.

Today is April Fools. I’m really not in the mood. It seems the local news channel I watch in the morning was playing it straight. But, then again, I’m usually very amused by their normal level of “news”. They’d be hard pressed to come up with something better because every day seems like a joke.