when your doctor goes hmmm . . . .
when you are like; that car is a lot closer than it seems . . . oh shit . . . . like 3 times in one morning
to get to know the nurses at your local hospital – (professionally)
to constantly be asking people if they have the key to your house – (cause your at the hospital).
so first thing i am gonna do at lunch today is go make like four sets of my keys, because yesterday we went to one of ellen’s normal doctors appointments and
the baby’s too low and
bamm its lets go kick it on the baby monitor for a lil while.
then bamm why don’t you take a little drive down to washington hospital?
then we find out its ok she just a little dehydrated and she’s been up too much.
so if you go to my house-
1. call first
2. don’t make ell get up
3. bring some type of snack pregnant women love that!
damn just when you think stuffs is starting to get normal.
but ell is home now and the house is about to get painted and the flooring about to be put in.
so great! we will be in a hotel near for a coule of days so if you don’t get us on the home(bat)phone
try the celly… holla
oh and to aaron and greg(about the a’s game): sorry, i thought chris was serious but it seems as though he’s just an asshole.
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