We can add to this list of reasons 2009 sucks “MamaBuster admitted to the hospital with chest pains and an out of control heart rate.”
We can also add “DaddyBuster very bad at leaving voicemail messages.” The mister and I were out for a bike ride, so I didn’t have my phone with me. Rather than say, “Kid, your mom is in the hospital. Everything is okay, but get down here when you can,” he said, “I need to talk to you. Something’s wrong!” And then he left another message but there was no cell reception, so I got was, “Mom…hospital…static.”
That was fantastic.
She was admitted overnight and they’re running a full battery of tests on her today, so hopefully we’ll know more later.
2009 isn’t just sucking for me and my family, though. One friend has a set of grandparents that are having a rough time: breast cancer and a heart attack between the two of them. Another has a dad who broke a wrist and conked his head on a hike, earning himself a trip to the ICU.
I would like to formally invite 2009 to kiss my ass.
Update: 8:00 a.m., April 4, 2009. MamaBuster was released yesterday. They ran a bunch of tests and everything looked okay, so they sent her home with admonitions to rest and cut back on the caffeine.