As some of you know, my MIL is going in for surgery for colon cancer next week.
My husband has been sick and reportedly unable to work. That part, at least, is resolved.
Last Saturday I was a little cranky from a sinus headache. By Sunday morning, I felt like my skin was on wrong. I ignored it and tried to go about my normal business. I didn’t do so well. I did 2 full sized loads of laundry on the small load setting, without soap. :smack: Hubby was gone most of the day, so when he got home he put me to bed, took my temp and found it to be 101.8°F I took tylenol & Benadryl and went to sleep. Monday, I stayed in bed all day. Tuesday, Hubby made me go to the doctor, who gave me the same antibiotic I’ve taken every spring for the last 10 years. It usually works within 48 hours. Not this time. Today, is the first day I’ve felt like I might live.
Ok, just a little bump in the road … right?
Right… this morning we went out to breakfast. By the time we finished, Hubby’s voice had become husky. Now, he’s in bed with no voice at all. He has to work tomorrow, because all his vacation is dedicated to his mom’s recovery period, and his sick leave got eaten when he was sick in the fall and the hassle his bosses put him through with the cardiac workup.
So, I put him to bed, and went to the grocery store. As I walk from the car to the store, it started to rain… hard. I pay for my groceries, and head for the car. Still raining… hard. I remembered three very important things I’d forgotten, including something for hubby’s sore throat. So, back I go through the rain. then back to the car. Through the rain.
By the time I got home I was shivering, not from fever, this time, but from being drenched. As I start to unload the car, I dropped a bag. I bent to pick it up and suddenly I was on the ground with a lump on my head the size of a turkey’s egg. I don’t know what prompted him, but hubby came out, just as I was getting up. He finished bringing in the groceries while I held an ice pack to my head. I knew I wasn’t really hurt. No loss of consciousness, and no serious pain. Just ONE MORE THING!
We go over to pick up his folks prior to surgery next Sunday. I feel ok enough to get the house in shape, but he has to get well before then, so he doesn’t get them sick. And, for that matter, what if I catch what he has.
Dam* Dam* Dam*
I thought time was invented so everything doesn’t have to happen at once!
Thanks for listening… again… :rolleyes:
) to help you manage during this difficult time. As a nurse, I know that I take care of everyone but myself, until I fall into a stupor and can’t function anymore. Take good care, OK?