Before we dive in, I realize I didn’t explain the title of these posts – ‘6 figure vacation’ is one of the twisted things I said last fall during this insane crisis. This one refers to the absurd numbers insurance bills would soon post as the ‘true’ cost of my experience. I was also lamenting the fact that my vacation caused me to miss my favorite season – fall lasted exactly one week. I went in and it was still summer; I came home, and it was almost winter.
Alright, where were we? Sunday night, I went to sleep with a Blood Baby but I guess no blood clot? (what do you mean they don’t check to see if the clot is gone?? Feels crazy, but ok?) The plan was Blood Baby surgery Tuesday and home soon after so we figured we could manage on our own with the help of our beloved Happy Hour Crew.
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