Stick a glove up there...

THINGS ARE SO CRAZY THIS WEEK. I WOKE UP IN A PANIC LAST NIGHT BC LESLIE WASNT IN THE BED WITH ME SO I STARTED FRANTICALLY SEARCHING FOR HER IN THE BEDROOM AND BATHROOM. AT THIS POINT IM IN THE LIVING ROOM BECAUSE SHE OBVIOUSLY WASNT IN THE BATHROOM. SO AS I WALK INTO THE LIVING ROOM I SAY TO MYSELF "WHAT AM I DOING? SHE IS IN THE HOSPITAL RETARD". SO I GO BACK TO BED FEELING RETARDED, SAD, AND SLEEPY. WHAT A COMBINATION.I GOT OUT TO THE HOSPITAL TO SEE LESLIE AROUND 12 TODAY AND SHE WAS STARTING TO GET NERVOUS BECAUSE HER EGD WAS SCHEDULED FOR 2. THE RESULTS CAME BACK AND SHE HAS A HIATAL HERNIA, GASTRITIS (SP), AND SEVERE ACID REFLUX. SHE IS SCHEDULED FOR A CT IN THE MORNING SO THE DR CAN DETERMINE THE SIZE OF THE HERNIA. POOR BABY. BAYLEE IS SO CONFUSED AS TO WHY HER OTHER MOM ISNT HOME. SHE SLEPT ON LESLIES PILLOW LAST NIGHT. I FELT BAD FOR HER. I SAT HER DOWN AND TALKED TO HER AND TOLD HER THINGS WOULD BE CRAZY FOR A FEW DAYS AND NOT TO WORRY THAT MOMMY A WAS OK. (LIKE SHE UNDERSTANDS WHAT IM EVEN SAYING) SHE WAS PROBABLY THINKING, "JUST GIVE ME A TREAT AND SHUT UP". WELL ANYWAYS, IM ABOUT TO GO AND TEND TO MY HONEY. TALK BLOG TO YOU LATER!