Earlier today we had to take Tavis to the Emergency room. He woke up and was throwing up non stop for 2 straight hours and then had really bad cramping. Afraid it might have been appendix we went reluctantly. Tavis looked like I felt when I was having contractions, Doubled over, tears in his eyes, barely breathing... Yeah he was not happy, once we were admitted they gave him something to help stop the vomiting and morphine to help with the pain. Peyton cooperated so well and was just happy and content and that helped make daddy feel better. A few hours later the diagnosed him with kidney stones. Poor hubby has still yet to pass it and the vomiting has commenced once again. I hope he gets feeling better soon.
Anyway leading to my title. While we were sitting there waiting for the drugs to kick in, Tavis made the comment that in the 3 years we have been together he has been to the emergency room 5 times. Only once in his entire life before that. I wonder what that has to say about me? haha.