Skid, well, you all know my dislike for that kid, so I don't need to repeat it all here......

I hurt my right hip exactly 18 days ago. Been non-weight bearing and in acute pain with certain movements. Xray shows nothing. Went to sports med dr. as it happened as a running injury, and he suspects a stress fracture in my femoral neck/upper leg/hip. Sent me for an MRI which I had done today. My husband, who since this has happened and thinks hes a fucking DOCTOR, keeps saying, oh you just have a strain muscle....blah blah blah....well, we are on day EIGHTEEN (18) of not being able to walk, is FINALLY starting to believe me that something is really WRONG in there, and we begin to discuss via text the possibility if I have a fracture, the need for surgical intervention and my being 'laid up'. My mom today said if that happens, hubby's going to have to take a few days off work, she can't do everything. Ok, fine. I share this with hubby. First he starts to cry poor about how will the bills get paid.....duhh, it's called SICK PAY. Then he says well he already has one day of vacation for SKIDS EYE DR APPT.....REALLY?? I say "ok, well have your MOM or DAD (retired) take the fuckin kid for his eye appt".........his reply: (ok, make sure you are sitting down).....no, he has to have his eyes dialated, i wILL BE THERE......

My response is one that read something like this: "Ok so what you are saying is that your KID getting EYEDROPS in his fucking eyes trumps my NEEDING FUCKING SURGERY and being IMMOBILE???" You will really TAKE OFF WORK to go to an EYE DROPS appt. over your wife being CUT THE FUCK OPEN?"........REALLLYYYYYYYYYYYY???????????

I don't even give him a chance to respond, I simply texted back saying "it's ok, really, it's fine....i'm a big girl, I got this shit, no worries".....he tries to apologize and shit all day since.....and I am so fucking evil right now, it's taking EVERYTHING IN ME not to say this:

"Yes, i can see how important it is for you to take a day off from work for your son to have his eyes checked, I mean, you IGNORED AUTISM FOR 6 FUCKING YEARS, but an eye appt, WELL that must be ATTENDED TO by you EXPEDITIOUSLY!!!!!!!!

I am refusing to answer any of his texts. He don't wanna help, here's how it's gonna go down if I need surgery:

1. Mom will take me for surgery and come pick me up.
2. Me, mom and MY BIO KIDS will go to gramom's house for a WEEK so I can rehab there.
3. Hubby will be stuck here with SKID.
4. Hubby has to leave for work at 5am every day, he can figure out where the fuck his kid is going to go after being woken up at 4:30am.
5. He can figure out who's going to take Skid to school.
6. He can figure out who's going to pick skid up after school.
7. If skid gets sick at school,HE can get called to pick his ass up.

my poor ASSHOLE husband and his ASSHOLE kid are gonna learn, one way or the other, that my surgical needs will not be trumped by a kid's eye appointment......

There, i'm done, and I feel better