Can it get any worse

Tuesday July 6th, John got his four wisdom teeth out. Only had to take one day off work, but still money lost. Worked at Target Distribution Center all weekend ( he works 3 12's) until Monday at 12 pm when he had to leave work with violent abdominal pain and drive home because he couldn't get a hold of anyone because I was out gardening with the MIL and Brigette. At 3:00pm I receive word through John's brother that he was in pain and needed me to come get him. I pick him up and get him to urgent care around 3:45. They tell me they don't have the equipment to diagnose his problem. We then proceed to the ER at Greene Memorial. At 4:00 pm he goes back. Time passes, some blood tests are done, a CT scan is done. Around 6, he is diagnosed with appendicitis and admitted, but they have to call the on call surgeon. Lots of paperwork and anesthesia and high doses of morphine, my dear husband gets his appendix out at 9:00pm while it was in the process of rupturing....*just in time*. After a night in the hospital and a day of hospital care he comes home. And on top of this we're moving this weekend....and I have a husband who can't lift for 3 weeks....did I mention his job involves lifting....and he's on probation and has no paid sick leave.

Please pray he is not penalized and can keep is job, and pray financially for us as we get through the next couple weeks with smaller income. The Lord will provide, that I know. Trusting God is so hard sometimes. The most important thing is that the love of my life is ok.