Bad News

Bobo woke up with a bad backache. Since he has Obamacare insurance, he was able to make an appointment without worrying about ruining our finances.

He was in the office until after 5, despite a 2:45 appt. He didn't even make it back to the exam room until 3:45. We finally walked out at 5:30. They did x-rays, gave him a shot and scheduled an MRI. He has degenerative disk disease. His disks in his back are like chalk. I'm sure he will get hiss disability pay this time, as well as a billion dollars in back pay.

Besides his devastating diagnosis, the other sad part of this entire mess is that he went Monday to take an aptitude test for a job that is perfect for him. He has worked in this industry twice before. The shift runs from M-TH, 7:00 a.m.-5:45 p.m. We had planned if he got it, I would go to water aerobics after dropping him off at work.

So it looks like we will grow old together, two broken people.