sometimes it rains

Stina's back pain really flaired up on the ride home from High Sierra. So much that we had to make a trip to urgent care. Since they were full, it was off to the ER. At this point she's pretty much off the morphine, and its time for an MRI and some doctor visits.

As my dad begins to recover from surgery, my mom is ordered to rest by her doc due to repeated swelling in her breast. Not so great to be on the other side of the country.

Then I discovered that Fimo, our pet rat, passed. At least she tasted pistachio before she left us.

There's all sorts of crazy work shit going on too.

I'm a little out of sorts.