The husband made it home yesterday with Death Wish. He said he didn't want to bring 'em home. He was still pretty upset at him. He threatened to take DW to the sale barn Tuesday night after their "incident" but rent-a-husband wouldn't let him.
The husband is hobblin' around. His ankle and leg are swollen. He said the bone feels a little funny yet he won't go to the doctor. He told me not to touch it. I am trying to talk him into going to get xrays. But the hubby doesn't have insurance (partly my fault). When he was laid off earlier this year, we thought he would be gettin' on at another company pretty quickly so I didn't add him to my policy. But he hasn't and I didn't so he has no coverage. I told him to go to the ER like other non-insured people but he said no. He doesn't want another bill. Whatever.
Last night, before going to bed, he said his leg was feelin' better. (insert my eyes rollin') My response, "Then let me kick it." Okay, so I'm no Nurse Nightingale. I was trying to make a point. This morning he said it was better cause it wasn't swollen. I just looked at him. He's been in bed all night, I wouldn't expect it to be swollen. I told him that if it wasn't swollen this evening after he's been on it all day, then I would think it was better. (insert HIS eyes rollin')
I'll be seeing you RIP Johnny Handsome
1 week ago