It must just be me or this dude is crazy!

Soooooo.... Armando is working 12 hour shifts until the end of time... weekends, weekdays, holidays, birthdays... it doesn't matter because he will be in the Record Room at the MAFB Medical Group! Which is ok except I am losing my mind slightly! lol It's really not funny but sometimes it is a little! I think about how upset I am about this and then I think about others who have had to do it much longer than just 12-20 hours a day, depending on if their husband has a class! But it's different to me... those people have husbands that are in Iraq, Afghanistan, the Presidents freakin living room... NOT THE MED GROUP TWO FREAKING MINUTES AWAY FROM OUR HOUSE FOR SOME BULLSHIT THAT THEY CAN'T EVEN CONTROL! I suppose I should explain a little more in detail! The people he works with decided to hide paperwork instead of filing it... silly people... and one of the people told the supervision... which is the right thing to do... but it has caused them to be very angry and make EVERYONE work with them. Leave it to the military to punish people who did nothing wrong! So as I am at home taking care of baby he is at work being tortured! It sucks for him. I have made it clear how I feel and he won't even let me near his supervision for fear that I will share my true feelings about their supervising tactics and get him in trouble... which is probably a pretty good assumption as I have very little control of my big mouth when I am upset. But anyway! This morning Alexis wouldn't stop crying and I was losing my mind so I told him at lunch that I was going to call him at like 630 am to ask him to come home because I was on the verge of pulling my hair out one by one and cutting my leg off... that is how bad she was crying. I feel bad because she has been crying and I am not sure what is wrong with her. I just suppose she likes to do it because she has already been fed, changed, burped, given gas relief medicine, boogers have been plunged from her nose and she is good to go... but apparently not! So after I told him that he was like I can't just leave work unless she is sick (which is not true because when I was in the military I left work for much less important things!) I told him that it's not like it was unimportant I was losing it! (Just to clarify for those who read this -- I would NEVER hurt my baby or myself) It was like he didn't care. Then, oh yes there is more, yesterday she had a check up and she has been like having projectile vomit so the doctor wants to do a sonogram to see if she has this muscly thing on the other side of her stomach that is blocking the milk from passing through - he said he does not think anything is wrong cuz he didn't feel anything but he wants to make sure which is fine by me - so today the scheduler called me and set up the sono for her and I told him. It's at 815 am so I would have to drive him to work since we only have one car - and keep in mind if she does have this thing she will have to have surgery to remove it and invasive surgery or not she is a month old! Well, when I told him he was like ok well you will just have to drop me off at work and I was like you mean you aren't going to go? He was like why would I, it's just an appointment! REALLY!!!! IS HE FREAKING KIDDING ME???? PLEASE TELL ME HE IS! No he wasn't! I was like you mean you aren't going to go, when they will at least point things out on the sonogram and give us an idea so the relief can take it's course or not so much. Needless to say I ended the phone call pretty quick and very teary eyed. I just feel like if he is able to go he should... at least to support me because if something is wrong I am going to be extremely upset and worried. Maybe it is just me and I am overreacting. I was even thinking before this whole phone call that I was being to hard on him about the work thing and maybe should ease up the bitchiness but nope, I don't think so now. Until he realizes that he is wrong in blowing off something medical for his daughter the bitch is here to stay... immature? Maybe, but at this point I feel like I don't care. So after that I text my friend and told her. She didn't ever respond but when I talked to him again about picking him up he asked if I had talked to her and it was very random so I think she showed him the text. Which is kind of messed up if she did but whatever. Ah, it feels nice to have all that out! I apologize to anyone who just suffered through that! lol