Just when things were all on par ... and going well ... and predictably being predictable (never mind an ice storm here and there) ... life throws you a curve ball. That's what life does best, I guess.
Rick visited his Lupus doctor to get permission to get a shot that would help his pain that would postpone his surgery and give us a normal life, well a somewhat normal life, for a little while, today.
Guess what the Lupus doctor did? Go on, guess.
She vetoed the permission for that little ol' shot that would help his pain that would postpone his surgery that would give him a normal life ... for a little while.
Guess what's up next? Yep, surgery. Within a month. No one vetoed that.
You know that puzzle that ain't done yet? I foresee a little bit of time to get it all done! Wait ... I started it when he was in the hospital and it ain't done yet. Hmmmm, it's no longer looking good for the puzzle. It's no longer looking good for Midnight, either.
Life has, once again, gotten in the way of life.
Maybe Midnight will help me with the puzzle. Maybe that'll take her mind off of her daddy's soon-to-be-absence. Wait ... she has no thumbs. I smell trouble. Maybe I just smell Midnight. Maybe I need another ice day ...