dixie_belle
Well-Known Member
I love living where we do. No neighbors. No noise. No traffic. No close hospital. I don't love that last one quite so much.
My husband needed to go to the emergency room. I won't go into specifics, let's just say he had blood coming out of a place where it wasn't supposed to, and leave it at that. So I bundle him into the car and drive the hour and a half to the regional hospital. We sit in the waiting room a good two hours, or so (what???) and then we get a room. Doctor comes in, takes one look and says he is going to admit him right away. By this time it's ...oh....6:00pm. They schedule him for a CT scan to see where all the blood is coming from. We wait....we wait.....finally at 7:30 I have to leave. We had left our two dogs in the house and they needed dinner, so did the cats and the horses. I'm home an hour and a half later and keep calling. He isn't in the emergency room anymore, but he isn't in his room either. Finally, near to 11:00 he picks up the phone in his room. He had the scan and they think he may have colitis.
This morning I'm going to do my chores, feed dogs, cats and horses. Let the horses out into the pasture, lock the dogs in the laundry room (just in case I'm gone for a long time) and feed the outside cats. Then I'll head on out to Owensboro.
He is going to have to have more tests today and no one is quite sure when he will get to come home. I get the sneaky suspicion that I'll be doing this drive back and forth for a while.
We have no family up here so someone has got to be home in the evenings.
I did a little research on colitis last evening but I will get to talk to the doctor/nurses today and we'll see what the additional tests show.
It really scared us, though.
My husband needed to go to the emergency room. I won't go into specifics, let's just say he had blood coming out of a place where it wasn't supposed to, and leave it at that. So I bundle him into the car and drive the hour and a half to the regional hospital. We sit in the waiting room a good two hours, or so (what???) and then we get a room. Doctor comes in, takes one look and says he is going to admit him right away. By this time it's ...oh....6:00pm. They schedule him for a CT scan to see where all the blood is coming from. We wait....we wait.....finally at 7:30 I have to leave. We had left our two dogs in the house and they needed dinner, so did the cats and the horses. I'm home an hour and a half later and keep calling. He isn't in the emergency room anymore, but he isn't in his room either. Finally, near to 11:00 he picks up the phone in his room. He had the scan and they think he may have colitis.
This morning I'm going to do my chores, feed dogs, cats and horses. Let the horses out into the pasture, lock the dogs in the laundry room (just in case I'm gone for a long time) and feed the outside cats. Then I'll head on out to Owensboro.
He is going to have to have more tests today and no one is quite sure when he will get to come home. I get the sneaky suspicion that I'll be doing this drive back and forth for a while.
We have no family up here so someone has got to be home in the evenings.
I did a little research on colitis last evening but I will get to talk to the doctor/nurses today and we'll see what the additional tests show.
It really scared us, though.