Phew.

Phew. Phew. Phew.

It was not appendicitis after all. He was in the ER till 4 a.m. to find out that "oh, it's pretty much just gas." He even went to work today, since it didn't start till 2.

Go figure. And I spent most of the day having a panicky meltdown and thinking he was in the hospital and feeling guilty for not being able to visit him. Perhaps I er, jump the gun a lot.

The day did brighten up though- Hill found out she gets to substitute after all, we went out to Chevy's and I got to drink, and I got groceries like a good girl. Yay me.

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