ANOTHER HELL MONTH-AND-A-HALF STORY

So during the past week while I'm trying to squash the symptoms of vertigo, and prefacing every conversation with everyone that "no, I'm not pregnant" when telling about how dizzy & nauseous I'd been, we had another "wing" incident. This time she swallowed a whole drummette bone. WHOLE. Good thing is Mr. Mom is home this week so she won't get sick. That stuff only happens when I'm here holding down the fort alone. So... does that mean it CAN get any better around here???