the baby minion ended up in the emergency room diagnosed with pneumonia. When a five year old comes in with a 102 degree temp and complaining of chest pains you get seen really fast. The ER was packed. People weren't happy that we came in and went back quickly. I wasn't exactly thrilled, because that put her in the dangerous zone and my blood pressure spiked. We've been there once before with one kid. The boy had his appendix out the week before third grade. Hustled right through with no fuss. Yesterday Aubrey was fine, her coughing was diminished, still a little snotty but it was all fine, she hadn't thrown up mucus in over a week. And boom it just settled right into her lungs. Don't ignore when a kid tells you their chests hurt. Seriously. We might end up in the hospital but for now she's home. I swear she talked my ear off in the ER and she's a hockey fan. We watched hockey, she HAD to watch hockey. The Nashville Chicago game. She was rooting for Nashville. I didn't even know she knew what hockey was. We watched the whole last half of the game and she was riveted to it, asking questions that I don't know the answer to. I'm from Florida, what the heck do I know about hockey?
So, I'm exhausted. I try to write the blog post around midnight so it'll be up all day. I don't always get to it but I try. I spent six hours sitting in a hospital, worried out of my mind while I'm being yakked at about hockey. Hockey?! Okay, I'm about ready to crash and I don't know anything about hockey and I'm ALMOST finished with the cowboys. I would have finished tonight. Tomorrow night for sure. And then I'm hitting Cold Shadow of Doubt hard. I'm going to do my best to get it out in April. Hell, I might just do a double release on May 5th (if Beyond Complicated is released that day like it's scheduled). Any FBI experts out there who want to Beta read for content? And before you volunteer just know I make Betas work for the privilege of being one of the first to read my stuff. They have to be brutally honest about mistakes and how they like the story. And no you can't hurt my feelings. I learned a long time ago how to tear a book apart and put it back together if it doesn't work or if I didn't get the details right. Sometimes my research isn't as up to date as I'd like no matter the source. And sometimes I just plain out suck. I like to know these things before I send out a manuscript on an unsuspecting public. Why yes I am an anal retentive perfectionist, yet I still make mistakes.
Okay, shutting up, and going to go crash. Tomorrow I have to take little bit into her doctor and go fill her prescription and renew my car tag before the month is over and....I have no idea. Tired.