I forgot the point that I was making

Mike had another visit to the ER today, his second in the last month. I won't go into detail about what's wrong, but if you read his blog you probably have heard a little about the medical tests that he's gone through. Though we think they've figured out the problem, he's still dealing with a lot of pain until things resolve themselves. And that's what landed him in the ER again today.

It's frustrating to have him in this position--feeling so sick and there's nothing I can do to help. What makes it worse is that I can't even really be there for him. With two little guys at home, I can't be at his bedside when he needs me most. I get a little taste of what Mike went through when I had the boys though--that helpless feeling when one of the people you love most in the world is not well. The difference is that with me we knew what the "problem" was, and how to fix it, and with him we have no idea how to make it better or when it's going to end. It sucks.

I just want my best friend to feel better, to be back to himself. So I'm feeling sad and frustrated and helpless right now. And Grady just barfed all over me, so now I also smell bad.