I spent a week in the hospital, got out a week ago (not covid). I'm dreading the hospital bills. I have insurance but I know I'll get hammered anyway. I keep telling myself that it'll be ok and I'll just make payment arrangements like I've done in the past but I feel like I'm letting my wife down by incurring these bills. Stupid, I know. She loves me and doesn't give a shit about the bills, she cares more about my health. I wish I had her outlook, she's the best.
Add to that, my birthday was yesterday. I was kind of depressed as I had nothing to do, nowhere to go and there just aren't many options of shit to do these days. Not that I had big plans in mind but it sucks when you KNOW you aren't doing shit. It made it seem like any other boring-ass saturday, which bummed me out. I had a good day, so it wasn't all doom and gloom. I just want things to go back to how they were 8 months ago.