When the Light Goes Out

You know those days when you get up and think, "OH! It's going to be a good day today!", and it is....until you come home to this:

I got up and took a bath and washed my hair for the first time in almost six days and got ready, and I was all like, "Oh yeah, I get to see my hot neurosurgeon today", and dressed in the finest pair of gym shorts I could find. Put the cute little PICC line cover on, I was basically rocking it. And then I waited for an hour to see that amazingly hot doctor today, and had an excruciating headache the whole time. But then my day turned around because he ordered a lumbar puncture to be done tomorrow. At Children's, with my favorite people. BEFORE my 6 hour and something neuro-psych evaluation. So I said hi to my favorite people, Jamie & Tina in the scheduling department and strutted my stuff to the car because you know, lumbar punctures bring relief. I sang to my favorite songs on the way home with the windows down, and then I walk into my house. Go check on the puppy, and there she tore up the entire wire to a lamp we had in the living room (she got it through the crate). Because apparently chewing up a live wire is SO much more appealing than the couple toys she had to chew on. Also tore up her little bed in there. So I clean that up, get the two dogs to relax, and then my Grandma calls saying she got into a wreck. Then I soak my entire PICC line in water on accident, then my fluids fall over and the PICC starts bleeding. Now I'm just sitting here thinking I'm going to need a lot more than two cups of coffee to get through today. So next time you wake up thinking today's going to be a great day...and lots of bad things happen, remember the good parts. 1. My puppy wasn't electrocuted. 2. There's always more coffee. 3. I'M GETTING A LUMBAR PUNCTURE TOMORROW.