What a Weekend!

This weekend Joe had finals for his Physical Therapy program. He was so stressed out, hardly sleeping, and even more scatter brained than usual. The entire week he was on the brink of a nervous breakdown. Finally Thursday night, everything came to a head, prompted by a horrible tooth ache. Unfortunately for Joe, he had a tooth that had been bothering him for months, but the dentist didn't want to do a root canal.

Friday morning I got up and Joe looked like hell. His eyes were blood shot, he hadn't slept at all! I felt awful leaving him with both kids to go to work :(

Later he called to say that he was having an "emergency root canal". They gave him percocett for the pain. He was supposed to drive to St. Augustine later that night (2.5 hour drive). I pictured my poor sleep deprived husband all hopped up on percocett driving off a bridge!

I left work early and drive him up to St. Augustine. He slept the entire way. After we finally got to the hotel where he was going to stay, he realized he forgot his backpack!

I just felt awful for him. Here he was so stressed out, in pain, on narcotic pain meds, and just losing it.

The only thing I could do to help him, was to drive all the way back home, get the back pack and bring it to him! So I did it!

I spent over 7 hours driving on Friday! I was so sick of driving!

Joe did great over the weekend, even with all the drama. He passed all his tests!