I haven't posted anything about my drama filled life in a while so here is some entertainment for the day (just kidding, it's not really all that entertaining ).

I'm in the process of moving out of a rental house I've been in for one year. The landlords are inconsiderate idiots. I pay a freakin' fortune for this place but they act like we are their caretakers . I contacted an attorney months ago and don't have any recourse except to stay until our lease ends and get the he!! out.

According to landlord/tenant law and my lease the owners of this property have the right to attach a lockbox to the house and show the house with 12 hours notice (that includes leaving a voicemail for me) whether anyone is home or not. I have no say in the matter. They know I have MS and that my son and dh have Crohn's. They don't care. I've had process servers come to my door looking for them for unpaid debts !

I have cats and these people come in here and leave doors open to the outside without giving it a second thought. I have to make sure someone is home to follow the cretins around.

Yesterday morning we had to call 911 for my 20 year old son, Jake. He has Crohn's disease. He started projectile vomiting, had a fever and severe abdominal pain. He couldn't even stand long enough for my husband and me to get him in the car.

After we got to the er and had my son in good hands I called the agent for this house to let her know what was happening and that she needed to cancel appointments for the day. She told me that I was really "inconveniencing her"!!!! I said fine, you just go right ahead bring prospective tenants to see and smell my dirty litterbox, unmade beds, and a pile of laundry 3 feet high. I told her I only cared about my son and didn't give a s@it how about she felt and slammed down the phone.

Of course I was bawling my eyes out at that point because I had reached my breaking point for the day.

At 3 pm my older son called me from home and said there were people there to see the house !!!!! There are more people coming at 3 pm today. If I didn't love my cats I would leave the smelly boxes dirty for the rest of my tenancy!@!@

Back to the er story now....They pump Jake full of dilaudid and get his pain under control. He had some x-rays and a ct scan with contrast to see what's happening in there. They needed a urine sample but he was so out of it he couldn't pee in a cup until about 2 hours later.

When Jake gave me the urine sample I freaked. Even to my untrained eye it looked abnormal. It was nearly brown and I know that means blood.

After an eternity we get the test results back and everything looks normal so that rules out a Crohn's flare.

Finally, Jake says a couple of months ago he peed out a stone and it didn't hurt!!! He then says his pee has looked brown for a few days. He thought it was from drinking too much Dr. Pepper !! This kid is not dumb, normally. The contrast they used for the ct "whited out" his kidneys on the scan so the doc couldn't get a look at them. Nothing they could do at that point so they sent us home.

Apparently his Crohn's medication, mercaptopurine, can cause kidney stones. Today we are taking him to see the gastro doc to get his med changed. He's taking Cipro (and pain meds as needed) until we get him to the urologist on Tuesday.

I slept for only four hours last night. I don't function well on less than 7 so I feel like a sack of you know what.

Believe it or not I am leaving out some other stuff that happened because this rant is already too long. Thank goodness nt censors me or you would know how foul mouthed I really am .

Geez, that felt good to get all that out .