really Blue Friday now

We got home around 10 this morning. Darrel was happy to be home and able to do something like chop some wood and kindling. I know, I know. But it made him happy to be able to do if only for 15 minutes or so.

I ran errands and came home around 11:30 and he was on couch dozing and ready for next round of pain meds. After about 45 minutes he was sitting up and computing a bit.

His brother, Ed, came over to visit around 4 so I headed to a friend’s house to catch up and have a drink. Got home around 5:30 and he was on couch taking his temp and he had a fever of 102. 5. He had been having chills and was warm. I got out the discharge information and it said to call for temps of 101+.

So, called Consulting Nurse and, you guessed it, back to the hospital ER. They did blood tests, EKG, xray, and listened to lungs. His temp had dropped again but they gave him a bag of fluids and some tylenol.

The doctor came in and said he had what might be pneumonia, slight whatever showing on xrays but he didn’t have a cough or anything. His right leg that is giving him so much trouble also was a bit red on the top of his calf and it might be cellulitis. Plus, his blood counts were off. So they aren’t quite sure what is causing it but some sort of infection.

So, back into the hospital for antibiotic treatment. Hopefully, only overnight.

The real kicker to the day though, was when I went to go to my car in the parking garage. First, you exit the ER onto the street. All the doors to cut through the building were locked so I had to walk around the block since I was in a garage on opposite side. No big, right.

Get there and the door I came out of was also locked. I go to the ramp into the garage and there is a gate down so I can’t get in that way. I got to the other garage and ask how to get in. The guy says, oh it is after hours and you shouldn’t have parked there.

By this time I am tired, cranky, haven’t eaten dinner, and getting really aggravated. I said the garage said OPEN, and there is still a sign there saying PATIENT PARKING. He is like, well it is closed. He had to call security who came and picked me up and took me to my car (there was another guy trying to get in to, so it wasn’t just me!)

The only good thing was – I didn’t have to pay for parking!

I will let you know what happens tomorrow.

FAQ answer of the day:
For all you inquiring minds – Darrel will be 60 on Monday.