So it wasn't a TERRIBLY bad day until I realized that I had run out of Zofran. I knowww I love using home remedies, but believe me when I say NOTHING was working. I couldn't even eat so I had to cave. I go to get it refilled and the stupid pharm tech said my insurance only covers 12 every 24 days. Well, sorry my morning sickness doesn't pick and choose which days. It comes EVERY day. So after an hour and multiple calls to my midwife they finally tell me "oh...you can use your primary insurance since this was on your supplimentary insurance..." WHAAAAT THE HELLLL PEOPLE?? ARGH.
So I'm home, ate for the first time at 2130, my kids sitting next to me naked, and my cat is trying to figure out how to get the dwarf hampster. No Gilbert! Squirell isn't food! I think I'm just frazzled because Alex is working all night and B has played this Gummy Bear Song thing like 85 million and 3 times.
Mama needs a martini...but will settle for a little glass of red wine and her Lindt truffles that she bought at Walmart (don't even get me started on Walmart today...oh lord)
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