Oh, THAT'S the problem?

This has been a LONG week. Corey has been sleeping less than 4 hours every night working on residency stuff and I have been equally exhausted even though I've slept about 5 hours every night. I've been dragging myself to the gym, running around the clinic, and then coming home to do more organizing. We are totally drained.

This week I noticed that I actually got a bruise where Jack scratched me. We were playing and a few hours later I saw this big bruise on my arm. Weird. It turns out that I am anemic! Maybe that explains why after my bloodwork and walking 2 miles at the gym I had to make an emergency stop at the Burger King on base to get a Whopper Jr. I am not extremely surprised that I am anemic. The OB nurse actually told me I probably would become anemic since I was borderline before getting pregnant... but the Air Force is pretty laid back about prenatal care as we know. Corey printed my labs (they haven't called, of course) and he was surprised. He seems to now think my exhaustion is legitimate;) I have been extremely tired and I felt guilty because yesterday I had 2 cans of diet soda. Now I just have to get some more iron into my diet and I should be on my way - I'll also call the OB on Monday, but who knows what they'll do/say. Other good news: I passed my 1 hour glucose challenge... so I do NOT have gestational diabetes.

The university was closed on Friday for some local Parade (yep - we worked on Good Friday but not for this Battle of Flowers Fiesta parade.... go figure). Even though I have my FINAL oral exam on Tuesday, I spent 5-6 hours working on our house some more. I even decided to go through the mail. There was an envelope from the IRS and I tossed it aside thinking it was some papers for our records. But for some reason, I felt compelled to go back and open it. Whose the Patron Saint of Taxes? That's who we need to thank!

It turns out that the IRS thinks we owe $9,854 from 2007 - payable by May 13th, 2009 before more penalties accumulate. I called Corey and he made it home in record time. He does our taxes and that was the year we got married, so I wondered if there was something that got left out. He finally calmed down enough to call the IRS, and they actually answered at 6 pm on a Friday! After talking with the guy, it looks like while he did forget one small thing, they made a mistake on several large things. Hopefully, Corey can print out a missing form online and send it in soon. The guy Corey spoke with said that we might even get a refund when all is said and done, but the bottom line is that we shouldn't owe them almost $10,000.

So.... THAT's the problem: I am anemic, not just lazy and the IRS makes mistakes (although we did make a tiny one).