We did have a nice Christmas. Breakfast and a couple games over in Herriman. Thanks, son, for the invitation. It was nice to be included. Two years in a row for this which is somewhat astonishing for me. Their holidays haven't traditionally included us. The breakfast was lovely and she was up very early making a wonderful casserole and cinnamon rolls. So kind of them. The rest of the day was spent quietly here at home. I was just two weeks post-surgery and feeling well though unwilling to do anything to hinder my recovery.
Yesterday morning The Husband slept from about 9 until noon-thirty when I woke him for lunch. Very unusual for him to sleep so much. He woke and said he was in a bad way. Hhmmm. Took him right off to an urgent care. (Went to one that was recommended to me because I'm always complaining that I want to see a dr. instead of a nurse practitioner and this one was supposed to pretty much always only staff physicians. Not so for us yesterday, nary a dr. in sight. Though to be fair it was a holiday.)
Tested for flu, Covid, Uti, blood sugar. All negative. Strongly urged us to go to the E.R. The Husband was loathe to do that. But over the afternoon he kind of worsened a little bit. Had some strange vision things as well as the body trembling. Little bit of fever (which rose a couple degrees in a bit over an hour). Finally my concern reached him and he consented to the E.R. They were great. We left a couple hours later (thank heavens for my book) with a diagnosis. Pneumonia. In the lower left lobe. Antibiotics prescribed, though they gave him a dose before sending him home. All of the bodily functions they tested were great, he's in good health (yay!) just pretty sick.
Never seen him like that. I was privately quite alarmed. Or maybe only sort of privately.
So my worry: that this is just a taste of what the new year has in store for us. I already had decided that we weren't going to have December in 2026. We've had such large (and feeling overwhelming) things going on the last three Decembers. All the major appliances that needed replacing/repairing and then my surgery.
The Husband seemed to have a decent night last night, we're off for haircuts this morning and hopefully picking up the prescription on the way home. He needs to get better. It's hard when he's so sick.
Grateful this morning for doctors and kind staff at the E.R. who helped me feel like I was doing the right thing getting him in for some help. Also grateful for some insurance. Haven't any idea (and it's a scary thought) how much yesterday's medical visits will cost us. But at least insurance will cover some of it. Still don't know how much my surgery is going to be. We might have to mortgage the house. 😏 But hopefully our insurance will cover at least some of everything. Grateful for hope of improvement in his health. Grateful for the rain (snow in the mountains) and just plain grateful.
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