Thursday, December 16, 2010
George got to come home -- in fact we've been home about 10 minutes and he's in the shower! I know what he means by that "wish for a hot shower" as the shower in the room dribbles out of the shower head, and it's not very warm either. I looked at it when I was there last month and thought to myself "How am I going to shampoo my hair in THAT??"
Another thing that happened this afternoon is that I went to see the Cardiologist and he said he wants to see me "once a year" and they will do an echo cardiogram each time, and -- who knows, maybe I'll never have to do the surgery thing! All good news!
So life is sort of back to normal now. George is dying for some solid food -- anything but the chicken broth they've been feeding him! So tonight's dinner is scrambled eggs with a tiny bit of minced ham for flavor. (lucky George!)
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Just a month ago I found myself entering the doors of the EMERGENCY ROOM the term alone is enough to strike fear into the heart of big strong men! And I was quaking in my boots! Was I having a heart attack? Would I be home in my own bed tonight -- or could I be gone forever? Lots of thoughts race through your mind when you're scared.
Monday morning got up and decided to shower and dress up right away -- stay away from the computer for a change and go out and finish up my Christmas shopping! As I was busy blowing my hair dry, George appeared at the bathroom door. He looked dissheveled and tired and his words sent a chill up my spine. "I don't feel well at all . . . . . I think you'd better take me to ER," What guy will admit he needs to go to the doctor -- much less ER? He said he had diarrhea, vomiting and he was having difficulty breathing. So off we went -- this time for him instead of me.
About 2 hours later came the shocking news that they wanted him to 'spend the night." They thought he might have a gallstone blocking his pancreas. So instead of getting a quick fix, I found myself returning home to a big empty house -- alone. I now know how he felt while I was gone.
Today I spent much of the day as a Caregiver -- my usual Tuesday. But when my work day was finished I went home, walked my dog, did a few chores and headed for the hospital once again. This time the surgeon had been to visit George -- but it was more bad news. He might not be coming home until SUNDAY! Apparently they are trying to calm his pancreas down so they can operate on the gallbladder, and are also checking on a couple strains of bacteria they are suspecting. So it goes on. And is there anything more boring than being in the hospital when you aren't deathly sick? NO! To top it off he's not allowed to eat or drink any thing at all -- all his nourishment is flowing into his arm via that little needle. All I can say is:
"What a way to lose weight!"
The silver lining in all of this? It's for my dog; while George is gone, I'm letting Amber sleep with me. She's in 7th Heaven! lol
Sunday, December 12, 2010
OK, I was a little stressed getting ready for our "Open House" party -- I love having parties, but not knowing how many people to expect can be stressful, because who wants to eat party food for a week afterward? But the day and hour finally arrived, I was tired but happy that people DID SHOW UP! I think as I went around the neighborhood passing out invitations that most of the people I spoke with personally (those who were home) did come over. . . . maybe 30 to 35 people. And that's a pretty good turn-out with no more notice than most of the people had. SO I THINK I'LL DO IT AGAIN NEXT YEAR!
Unfortunately, because I was over-tired or because the food was higher fat than my body is used to I was sick, sick, SICK ALL OF THE NEXT DAY. I fell into bed exhausted about 9:00 and slept until about 11:00. Then I started with the all too familiar bathroom trot, or whatever you might wish to call it. I didn't keep track of the trips, because when I'm creating memories I like them to be happy ones! But my guess is close to 30 -- I should have had my pedometer on, right? Probably lost out on 1000 steps right there! GROAN!
S0 after sleeping something like 14 hours all day Saturday, did I sleep Saturday night? You betcha! My BF says he's never seen anyone do that before. He checked on me about every hour or so to make sure I was still alive. lol And he laughed when I got up Sunday morning and he said I seemed very quiet and calm -- but by afternoon I was back to my usual -- and we won't go there!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Today was an important milestone in my life. George and I went over to the courthouse and got our Marriage license! He pretended to be a nervous wreck, but I know he was happy as a lark about it.
Then, as our Open House Party is tomorrow, we came home and George made the two Pineapple Upside Down Cakes, and while he lorded it over the kitchen, I got out of his way and did the "Party" shopping. Several bags and about 1-1/2 hours later I came dragging in, tired out. But before leaving the house around noon I had boiled potatoes and eggs, and left them to cool; so I made a spot for me at the table and proceeded to peel and chop up the eggs and potatoes, minced some onion and mixed up the dressing to pour over it. I don't know if it is the exact flavor that George is used to -- but it's how "I" make it. Next I finished off a 3-layer jello salad in a mold. Sugar free, of course! But not everything will be on the low calorie menu -- after all, it's a party, so people can make their own choices. My next task was to make the Salmon Mousse and put it in the pretty fish mold that I have. It looks so pretty at a party, on a platter with fresh parsley around it. Tomorrow will be hectic, but I know I will enjoy myself regardless. Many things have to be done the day of the party, and when my back hurts I wonder momentarily "why do I do this?" but deep down I know why, and I'm glad I still have the energy to do it.
Wish all my Spark friends could come -- I'd really have a house full of people!
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