Cory and I had our monthly psychiatrist appointment today and we took the girls to Monkey Joe's to play before hand. They had a blast and Cory is just so natural at this dad thing...lol. He walks in with the diaper bag slung over one shoulder, McKenzie in one arm and Keyana holding his other hand. The moms all turned and looked like it was a rare species...a dad alone with kids! But anyway, while we were there I kept trying to call my GP because they had told me on Friday they were going to try to get me an emergency appointment with a GI doctor. I didnt get any calls and when I called them, no one answered. All weekend I still havent been able to eat anything other than the occasional runny egg. Anything harder comes up or out and causes really horrible cramps and spasms. Now when we get to our psychiatrist, my blood pressure was high. 160/94. And now I have evidently developed an acute case of bronchitis. I think. I am coughing a lung up. Tony is too. I would hazard a guess that Keyana brought a virus into our home, not the other way around! She is perfectly fine by the way. I sound like a seal and am eternally grateful for depends. I dont know what Im gonna do if my doctor isnt around to make a referral but I dont think he is gonna be. I think I am stuck. And smelling food is making me so sick I cant stand it. And tony expects me to cook and I simply cant.