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Doctor's appointment tomorrow to get results from bum scope of doom: Check
Husband and car to go to appointment in case there is bad news: Che- oh, what's that? Perhaps not? But maybe? But we don't know if the army can spare his presence for an hour so that he can sit there with his wife while she may or may not get some bad news?
The appointment is fucking tomorrow, assholes. TOMORROW.
And husband, dearest, do not come home in the middle of the afternoon again to tell me that you "think" you'll be able to take me, but something might come up at the last minute. WHILE YOU WILL HAVE THE ONLY FUCKING CAR WE OWN.
No, nothing will come up at the last minute, and if something does come up at the last minute you will tell them "No. No, thank you, I'm taking my wife to the doctor." I don't care what "it" is that comes up, because so help me if I have to take a taxi or find a way to get to that appointment on my own and the news isn't blindingly, startlingly happy happy joy joy then I will personally track down the cell numbers of every one of your dick-faced commanding officers and I will call them and explain what is wrong with me in excruciating detail because someone is going to share my suffering and if it is not my husband it will be them!
DIAF.
Husband and car to go to appointment in case there is bad news: Che- oh, what's that? Perhaps not? But maybe? But we don't know if the army can spare his presence for an hour so that he can sit there with his wife while she may or may not get some bad news?
The appointment is fucking tomorrow, assholes. TOMORROW.
And husband, dearest, do not come home in the middle of the afternoon again to tell me that you "think" you'll be able to take me, but something might come up at the last minute. WHILE YOU WILL HAVE THE ONLY FUCKING CAR WE OWN.
No, nothing will come up at the last minute, and if something does come up at the last minute you will tell them "No. No, thank you, I'm taking my wife to the doctor." I don't care what "it" is that comes up, because so help me if I have to take a taxi or find a way to get to that appointment on my own and the news isn't blindingly, startlingly happy happy joy joy then I will personally track down the cell numbers of every one of your dick-faced commanding officers and I will call them and explain what is wrong with me in excruciating detail because someone is going to share my suffering and if it is not my husband it will be them!
DIAF.
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