Geeze, I forgot I left you hanging. Now, where was I...
Oh yeah, 4 am hospital drop off.
Later that morning we had to figure out what to say to drunken uncles wife, who we had to call with the news that hubby was in the hospital drying out. He was pretty heavily sedated, and not making much sense, and the po-dunk hospital wouldn't allow him to call long distance himself.
I think THE MOTHER made the call after consulting with drunken uncle to get their stories straight. He did admit to some drinking, but it didn't matter because his wife was on to his ways all ready. She planned to drive out to the lake (about 3 1/2 hours) the next day, with her daughter, so she could drive drunken uncles car home.
Well, drunken uncle ended up staying hospitalized for 5 days! THE MOTHER made the trip over to bring him some clean undies and stuff, and to check up on him. He ended up getting pneumonia while he was there too. He got discharged and went home. We haven't heard another word from him.
Next up....drunken, bruised, bimbo SIL and her two hubbies.
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Surveysez
You know, it's tales like these that make me secretly glad that my husband's relatives had already passed on when I met him, so I ended up with no inlaws.
I love the way you tell a story. Even thugh I heard it already, I can't wait for drunken boozed bimbo and her two husbands stories!
YAY! I agree with Bug, you are a great storyteller! Now you know we'll be clammoring for the next installment of the boozy floozy SIL! Can't wait! :)
We're still waiting. *tap tap tap*
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