Ya, beer thirty here now.
I had a crazy afternoon. My wife took her loser brother (who also has late stage liver cancer) and his cat to the vet since he has no means of transportation. While there, he lost his mind and became combative severely enough that they called the police who took him to a hospital in handcuffs. They suspected anything from a chemo treatment reaction to the cancer having spread into his brain.
Wife calls me and says she's an hour from home, police are waiting for her at the hospital and she needs to get the cat boarded at the vet and needs me to leave work and go pick up our daughter when school lets out in an hour.
Great, I have a Company meeting starting in 30 mins scheduled for 2 hours and it's a 45 min commute home. I call the CEO and say I can't be at the meeting and get in the car for home only to have a 4 car accident shut down 2 of 4 lanes of the highway half way home. I manage to get off the highway and around the accident and get to my daughter's school only 2 mins late. Surprised her completely since she expected my wife to pick her up.
Just as I picked her up, my wife calls and says the problem with her brother was that his blood sugar was down to 51. The dumbass gave himself insulin before leaving for the vet and forgot to eat.
