it's just wrong
To send bills BEFORE the child who just had half his brain removed is even discharged!
That's right, folks.
Not only am I so exhausted I can hardly keep my boot-tay on this chair. I also have a pile of bills. Bills that were WAITING for us. Now get to be exhausted AND I must sift. Which really means call the various billing (lairs) departments and see what hasn't been billed correctly. Or what won't be covered.
Sweet! Can't wait...
Oh...and on a quick happy non-sarcastic note...
Took Trevy to school today. I know...I'm slightly off my rocker. I've come to terms with myself.
Buuuut...not only did his teachers smother him in love and hugs!
He did amazing! Even took three solo baby steps!
Which is just heart-warmingly fabulous...
But I still don't wanna make those calls.
Labels: brain surgery