Day #7 It was, perhaps, inevitable. After a week of Connies virus and feeding her, being near her as she coughed, generally hovering over her more than usual, getting to bed late and getting up early, Im now sick. Ive only been able to make it to the office for about half-days in the past week and everyone who saw me yesterday told me that I looked terrible. I probably did look terrible. Ive been stressed out, dehydrated, sleep deprived and eating poorly. In the past week, Ive consumed way more coffee and eaten more pastries from the coffee shop (which, I might add, were very good) than I would have in a typical month. Ive got that headache typical of a virus, headache, runny nose and eternally dry throat. I stayed home last night and Im doing the same tonight. Despite how I felt, I was at the hospital at 7:30 this morning in a vain attempt to see the doctor for daily rounds before she was to be transferred to rehab. Connie was sleeping so heavily that she didnt wake when I held her hand or stroked her face. I let her sleep until breakfast was brought and I woke her up. Groggy at first, she really chowed down on breakfast. You have to love a hospital that serves portions of bacon that can put some NY diners to shame. She left only crumbs for me, but that was OK. The doctor never did come today. I finally had to leave to get some work done. I am an accountant and today was one of those top-five busy days of the year. Michael went back to work today after being off for a week of vacation, explained what he did while on vacation and got out a bit early to help out. David also left early to help. They stayed with her for the 1/4 mile transfer to the rehab facility up the hill and got her settled into her new room. Connie was tired and wanted to sleep and they are finally on their way home. Theyve both been a tremendous help. Im glad that they could be there for both Connie and me. If you have 3 minutes, check out the song that Rosanne Currie shared below. Its a song about the way I feel about my wife. Rosanne is an example of one of those friends that your read about on FB: she was a fellow artistic roller skater back in the day (she was a World Champion) that I hadnt seen in years (about 35 years until this past August) but when you reconnect, its magic. Thanks Ro.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 00:25:03 +0000
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