Life is sloppy. I went to the ER this morning, and found the UTI I was being treated for before I left probably never went away and spread to my kidneys causing a small abscess in my right kidney (Dr. Laura – step right up to claim your prize!). The CT showed a bunch of Crohn’s related crap, but I wasn’t there for that. Not really. Don’t care. Can’t do anything about it anyhow. I was given fluids, pain juice (they offered, so why not?), then was released to go collect antibiotics from the pharmacy and given a follow-up appointment with a nephrologist next week. I have to get my doctor at home to submit a referral for it, otherwise it won’t be covered and I’m in big trouble. If I feel worse, I’ll get plugged into the hospital for IV antibiotics and surgery to drain the abscess. I’ll just plan on getting better.
We were trying to figure out who’s responsible for flowers for the funeral in our group, and initially my Mom was going to take collections and do the ordering. My cousin took over and I said I’d contribute some, I just wouldn’t know how much I could do until I checked the account.
After I checked the account, I went into hulk mode. I paid bills on the 15th and the second half of the month is when we don’t have anything extra to spend. I gave Manchild his spending budget keeping a buffer in place in case of emergency and to account for his piss poor spending habits. So how is it that we’ve only got $32 left in the account? What the fuck is he buying?! I didn’t bring any funeral appropriate clothing, or anything dressier than jeans, and had planned on getting something tomorrow. I don’t have any money for that or the flowers because the idiot spent it all.
Out of sight, out of mind. “I AM HE-MANCHILD, EPICENTER OF THE UNIVERSE!”