The phone did not ring this morning to call me in to be a TA Sub. Just as well, I didn’t want to have to make the decision to go out into the weather or to have my husband alone most of the day.
He says he would be fine, but I tend to hover.
Ya see, the story is, we had a couple days of the weekend kinda zipped out of life.
What began as the usual trip for Saturday morning breakfast got side-tracked when Husband felt a sharp twinge in his right side.
At first I thought it to be appendicitis.
Several tests and specimens at the ER proved it to be a kidney stone. He was admitted Saturday evening, passed the stone Sunday morning, and we got home mid-afternoon.
Right after we ate something for lunch, each of us took a nap.
This morning, we got up and went for breakfast. It was like a Saturday, except how pale the skin of his head looks.
The outing about did him in.
It’s good he decided to use a Sick Day.
He’s taking a nap, with Oscar all curled up on the bed beside him.
Maybe I’ll do the same on the couch so I don’t bother them.
~~love and Huggs, Diane
Find his view about the last couple days at Decrepit Old Fool