What’s been going on…

I know it’s been a while since I posted anything. and it may still be another week or two before I have any new reviews out. I’ve avoided posting here because I was hoping things would turn out better than they have, or at least get resolved faster. But…

Three weeks ago, hubby came home early on Friday complaining about feeling ill. He didn’t have a fever and said it wasn’t really a proper illness until he had a fever. The next night, he got the fever he wanted, and we couldn’t break it no matter how much aspirin or ibuprofen he took. By Sunday, he was complaining about pain in his ankle, and by Monday, he was mincing worse than me on my worst relapse day. I said he should go to the doctor then, but he said he “might be feeling better already.” Tuesday, he was worse, and when he got in the tub for a bath, it took both of us tugging and pulling for an hour to get him back out. I said that if he wasn’t better by four the next day, he would call an ambulance.

Well he was worse, and yet the damn dispatcher initially refused to send paramedics over for “just a fever” and hung up on hubby. So I got on the phone to call them back, and after making it clear that this was a high fever that had lasted four days combined with joint pain, weakness, and diarrhea I was told that this was most likely just a flu, but they would at least send a paramedic if he was too sick to walk to his regular doctor. I assured them he was too sick to make it to the bathroom without help, much less walk six blocks to his doctor, and the paramedics came and took him away.

For the next week, I got calls from Cinzia, our friend and hubby’s longtime accountant, and every test hubby went through came back negative. He didn’t have any flu strain, nor a cold, but the doctors didn’t have any answers about why he was sick. They did note that the strain of the illness might have given him a heart attack, and their other tests seemed to suggest he has diabetes. I was instructed to start calling family members and let them know he was gravely ill, a task that I’m not prepared for because I don’t have anybody’s numbers except for his cousin. But I did get a hold of his cousin and his sister, and we all waited for more news.

The tests finally came back with a bacteria, a respiratory staph infection. The hospital he was in decided that because of the nature of the infection, hubby needed to be moved to a different hospital better equipped for heart surgery because they noted some masses built up around his stents. Hubby has now undergone open heart surgery to have his stents cleaned, and he’s due to come out of intensive therapy tomorrow or the next day. There’s still no word on when he can come home.

This should have been more than enough drama for one household, but three days ago, I started having difficulties going to the bathroom, and since then, I’ve started peeing blood and other gross bits that tell me I’ve got another urinary tract infection. And sure, it’s nothing compared to hubby’s ordeal, but it’s happening at the worst possible time.

Anyway, the doctors are fairly confident that hubby will pull through this, and that’s helped me dial down the panic enough to get back to doing housework and writing. I should even have some reviews coming up in the next couple of weeks if I can find enough free time to finish a game or a book.

If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you probably know all of this stuff already, but I think some of you are only blog readers, and I wanted to let y’all know why I haven’t been posting anything. Those of you who do follow me on the social site, I want to thank for the comments you’ve left on my updates. People kept asking how I am, and aside from some serious fatigue, I’m doing okay. (Well the UTI is no picnic, but hey, it could be worse.) I could really use a week or two of uninterrupted sleep, but getting real rest will have to wait until hubby is back at home. Despite the fatigue, I’ve managed to rearrange the furniture to make a better place for hubby to rest in the living room. I’m paying for that already, but the pain is temporary, and I’ve dealt with worse.

Anyway, I hope to post news of hubby’s return home sometime soon, and I want to thank everyone once again for all their support. This year has started off on a sour note already, but it has to stop sucking eventually.