Thursdays in the Life of a Gorringe

This Thursday played out in an all too familiar way. I ended up waking up that morning and debated on whether to drive to school. School is about 45 miles away and on Thursday one of my classes was cancelled and the other one I could watch online. I decided that it wasn’t worth getting out of bed. Well around three o’clock p.m. I was working on my school work on the computer and I heard Justin’s Voice upstairs I ran up to see him and I found him using crutches and he had a walking boot on his foot. His response was “Oh, Hi Honey, I just spent two hours in the ER. I got ran over by the forklift.” I freaked out and almost started crying. After I made sure he was OK. I got really mad. It is sad that it has become such a common event to go to the ER in my family that he didn’t even think to call me and let me know. He claims that he didn’t want to worry me at school. Well his foot is now a lovely shade of Blue but it is not broken. He has stopped using his crutches and has been working on the truck all day so I assume he is feeling better. I have since forgiven him for not calling but made him promise to call me next time he is admitted to the hospital. Oh, by the way this is the third Work Comp. case he has had in the two and a half years we have been married. I was just glad that it was Thursday and that Grays Anatomy was finially back on.