M went in for knee surgery today...6am to be exact. So here I sit at home alone....a little bit drunk and a lot stressed out. The surgery went well but there were some complications in recovery. He stopped breathing. I don't think there was ever real danger because he was being monitored but it was really scary just the same. I ended up at the hospital for 12 hours straight.

I know I need sleep. I know I need to be up for 6:15 but I can't shut my brain off.