Home is ever lovely when you come back to it – but particularly so in May when you are greeted with lovely weather, peonies and iris in full bloom and a smiling semi-well hubby. Major thanks to DSIL Bill for bringing me here safely, early. Truth be told, I wasn’t so much looking forward to flying home alone.
Getting an easy breath has been a struggle for GF for a while now. He told his brother Tom that he would call the doctor or go to the emergency room Monday morning if it didn’t improve. When Tom tried and got no answer here, he called DS Craig and said I needed to be home. It took us about ten minutes to pack up and be on the road and we fully expected to stop by the hospital first. But you know Nines leaves no stone unturned. After calling the hospital to confirm he wasn’t there, she got the family doctor’s number and tried that. He’d been there and they told her he walked out on his own steam, one less statin R-x (perhaps the Pravachol is causing the chest discomfort) and one extra R-x for ear drops. By then we were more than half-way to Charleston…not that I would have considered going back…talk about major relief!
Imagine GF’s surprise when Nines called and gave him the run down on his morning MD appointment! After an incredulous laugh he says, “You must have spies everywhere!” Craig called later and asked, “Did you beat him up?” to which I replied, “Why no, it wasn’t his fault Uncle Tom got excited.” And, as Bill points out, if it had been more serious, Tom would regret not letting us know. I was sorry to miss the big day at Indiana beach with the Koens, but glad to be home. Hadn’t really been able to put concern for GF out of mind and being here makes that easier – not that my presence changes a little reason for concern.
Getting an easy breath has been a struggle for GF for a while now. He told his brother Tom that he would call the doctor or go to the emergency room Monday morning if it didn’t improve. When Tom tried and got no answer here, he called DS Craig and said I needed to be home. It took us about ten minutes to pack up and be on the road and we fully expected to stop by the hospital first. But you know Nines leaves no stone unturned. After calling the hospital to confirm he wasn’t there, she got the family doctor’s number and tried that. He’d been there and they told her he walked out on his own steam, one less statin R-x (perhaps the Pravachol is causing the chest discomfort) and one extra R-x for ear drops. By then we were more than half-way to Charleston…not that I would have considered going back…talk about major relief!
Imagine GF’s surprise when Nines called and gave him the run down on his morning MD appointment! After an incredulous laugh he says, “You must have spies everywhere!” Craig called later and asked, “Did you beat him up?” to which I replied, “Why no, it wasn’t his fault Uncle Tom got excited.” And, as Bill points out, if it had been more serious, Tom would regret not letting us know. I was sorry to miss the big day at Indiana beach with the Koens, but glad to be home. Hadn’t really been able to put concern for GF out of mind and being here makes that easier – not that my presence changes a little reason for concern.
Despite sad news (two deaths and a divorce among friends), home again settled into normal routines pretty quickly. Yesterday between welcome rain storms, GF pick some poke greens for supper, I heated up the beans and made cornbread. During the storm showers we enjoyed quite companionable silence with our feet up, reading and working sudokus. Perhaps the Lord sends rain to refresh both garden and gardener. Yeah, it's good to be home
2 comments:
Peni -
Glad you made it home safely! Also glad to hear tha GF did not end up in the hospital. Nines told me about all your excursions. Of course, she had to rub it in about the chinese food!
Take care!
Love, Sarah
I miss you so much, but I'm glad you are home. The room is now called Grandmother's room...
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