It seemed like a normally hectic Tuesday at school. Then the phone rang during language arts class and it was Bruce telling me that he was on his way to the hospital in Sacramento. He'd had an MRI yesterday to see if they could find any reason for his awful back pain. It appears nothing's going on there... except a herniated disc in his vertebrae. Sheesh. So his doctor called him and told him that he'll be needing surgery. Soon. Like tomorrow.
So I wrote up substitute plans for my class and will be driving up to Sacramento tomorrow. I'm still amazed that all of this happened so fast -- especially since Bruce's back has been hurting for such a long time.
Tonight I'm home with the critters. We all miss Bruce, but we're being very brave. The three dogs and five cats and myself are all going to bed now.