Monday, November 04, 2013
The Hubs is doing much better. He's sleeping on the futon in the living room so that I don't disturb him and he doesn't disturb me. He's been eating normal food (no dairy yet, though) and his digestive system appears to be working just fine. Yep, it's true: we're grateful he can poop.
I went for a walk/run this morning. I was wheezing like crazy, but I still managed my 2:1 run/walk ratio. It wasn't very long - about a mile and a half - and I averaged less than 5 mph, but it was so nice to get outside and be physically active. (We walked around the block last night, but Jim's still a little wobbly after being in a hospital bed for three days.)
I'll check on the Hubs before I leave for work, but I'm planning to swim tonight. That was my plan last Tuesday night, but we ended up in the emergency room instead. Having a one-week delay is pretty short, so I shouldn't complain. But this has happened to me more times than I can count: just when I feel like I'm getting things going, something derails my plans. I'm hopeful this is the last distraction for this calendar year.
I won't commute by bike until Jim goes back to work. I suspect he'll be back to work by the end of the week. He has a 75-mile one-way commute, so I worry about him trying too much, too soon. And his commute is along a 2-lane country highway. There's cell coverage most of the way, but if you're in trouble, it will be a while before law enforcement happens by.
But for now, I'm just happy he's home and healthy.