Turns out our Labor Day Party was cut short. The Mrs., spiked a fever of 104 and it would not come down. Since earlier this year when she survived multiple Pulmonary Embolisms (blood clots in the lungs) we took no chances and headed to the hospital ER.
Within 10 minutes they had decided to admit her ... but it still took 7 hours to get her from the ER to her room - it was 2:30am by the time we got her in the bed in her room. It took them 8 hours when she had the blood clots - so they improved by an entire hour!
Turns out she had developed an infection and it had caused the spike in body temp, but to be on the safe side the doctors are keeping her for a couple of days. She also is having a good time with the 'pain' as they are feeding her morphine along with potassium (she let it get low again), and antibiotics via IV and she isn't feeling anything.
Now if she can get some sleep between them poking and prodding her every five minutes (or so it seems) she can get some rest.
The big if is can I get some rest and sleep after feeding the animals and letting everyone at the party know she is alright but staying in the hospital, before getting back to her ... she told me to go and stay away until at least noon to rest - like that is going to happen ... she's in the hospital, when was the last time you rested when your spouse was in the hospital.
She wanted me to make sure to bring the laptop back so she could check on her favorite blogs and I could keep up with my Blogs as well.
I think the thing that pisses her off most about this is she has to wear at least a hospital gown and you know she prefers to be nude, of course when the morphine wears off and that Itis boy Arthur comes a'calling she might change her tune about what she is most pissed off about.
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