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So Much To Deal With (kinda long)
I'm on summer vacay from my teaching job, but I must say July has been one s#*%?! month. I can't wait to get back to work.
First, our car, ol' Betsy, died. RIP 1998-2012. We kinda saw this coming. But we weren't ready for a new car. We had to beg and borrow to get the down payment. DH had to take a couple days off of work because he couldn't catch a ride 40 miles out of the city. But on the bright side we love our new car Betty Sue (real creative naming, DH).
Just as we recovered from that little crisis, a 20# slab of metal came down on DH's knee and tore his meniscus. He was recommended to do "light duty". His job has no light duty so he's been at home all in my face for 3 weeks.
Just as the workman's comp checks start coming in and the healing begins, DH starts having these searing stomach pains a few nights ago. We went to the ER and he got some meds and dietary recommendations....one bite of pizza and he was back in the ER that night. He was admitted and poked and prodded, tested and checked for 3 days. He got released and I made a much blander/softer dinner. Nope. Back in the hospital.
The doctors can't figure it out. Gallstones? Maybe? Hepatitis (which his mother and father have)? Perhaps. All I know is I've had a front row seat to watch my DH writhe around in pain for days on end. It's heartbreaking to watch, I can only imagine how he feels. DS and I have barely been home (and really, the hospital is no place for a 3 year old). These past few days have just bled into one long, terrible day. I can't remember that last time I slept a full night, whether it was at home or laid across a row of chairs in the waiting room. I feel so bad leaving him alone, freaking out, in pain and tethered to a bunch of machines and drips.
Today, DH assured me that he'd be okay and told me to go home. Wash my hair (it's really gross), take DS to the park, walk the dog (poor thing), get some groceries. He gave me his wedding ring to keep because they recommended he not wear any jewelry. I dragged myself around town running errands, collapsed on my couch to realize... the ring is gone.
All I remember was that is was on my finger and I said to myself "it's a little big, I should put this away". But did I put it away? I was half asleep; I don't remember And even if I did, I was dropping things all day. It's not in the car, in the diaper bag, in my clutch, at the grocery store, in the backyard. Gone.
DH was surprisingly understanding. I bought our rings online and they were shamefully cheap. He told me it's just a ring; as long as he still has me that's all he needs. "Just go buy another one". This from the man who blew a gasket when I misplaced our extra remote last week. I'm gonna see if we can bring some of that morphine home. j/k 
But I'm still upset. Those rings were blessed by our favorite priest on the most special day of our lives. And seriously what else can go wrong?! I don't think I want to know that answer.
Re: So Much To Deal With (kinda long)
Keep your head up! If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it! My DH lost his ring on the 2nd day of our honeymoon in the ocean - we came to realize the same thing, it's just a ring and having the person is what's important.
Try to focus on the things you're thankful for in this time (even though it can be very difficult). I always try to remember this little thing I read in a newspaper once about being thankful:
I am Thankful For....
...the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
...the taxes I pay because it means that I am employed.
...the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.
...my shadow who watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.
...a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means that I have a home.
...the spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking.
...all the complaining I hear about our government because it means we have freedom of speech.
...my huge heating bill because it means that I am warm.
...the lady behind me in church who sings off key because it means I can hear.
...the piles of laundry and ironing because it means my loved ones are nearby.
...the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I'm alive.
...weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been productive.
Sometimes it just seems like one thing after another but try to find the good things about your day and that positive attitude will bring you through the harder times. Good luck!
wow, you really are being put through the ringer. keep on keeping on, this will pass and you will be stronger for it. Hope your H's condition is figured out and fixed soon and the skies clear up with it.
Best of luck
I have a feeling that you will find the ring at some future date. Possibly in the car or at the bottom of your purse or somewhere like that.
As wretched as this all is, you are at least home to help him through it (without having to take time off) and he was already on disability so he isn't using up all of his sick days. This is one hell of a storm, but there is a bit of a silver lining.
Good luck!
I kinda find this a blessing in disguise. We were fighting hardcore before this and with the injury, I was feeling very crowded at home. This isn't the best way to get some alone time, but I miss him. We video chat each other every night after I leave and when we're together, we have no choice but to talk normally, lest I want his blood pressure to rise.
I hope we keep this up when he comes home... whenever that is.