Hi There, Peeps!
I have been missing in action, I know, but I have a very good excuse.
I can now say that I am not an Emergency Room Virgin anymore.
After living in the USA for 8 years, and never having to go to a doctor for anything but routine check ups, this past week I had a few firsts since living here:
* Went to Urgent Care for the first time
* Had X rays taken for the first time
*Went to urgent Care for the second time
*Then, alas, had to go to the ER for the first time on Sunday Night, where I was diagnosed with Double Pneumonia, and
* was admitted to Hospital the first time.
That experience in itself is worthy of a whole post on its own, if I have to tell you about my roommate...
I'll save that for when my sense of humor returns .
For now I will just share with you the touching exchange that took place when I had to tell my children I had pneumonia and may have to go to the hospital...
Son No 1: "Does that mean I am going to get it, too?"
Me: "You care so little, you would probably not even take me to the hospital if I needed to go and Dad was working."
Son No 1: "That's not true, of course I will take you..... I'll just drive with all the windows open."
The things your kids say when you don't have a gun...
Surely Son No 2 will show more concern...
Son No 2: "Is it contagious?"
And to think I was concerned they might worry..
My baby girl at least showed some concern, even if she was rejoicing inwardly knowing that it meant no school for her until I get back. (she is home schooled)
After two nights in Hospital, I am home again, and recovering . Unfortunately Wonderhusband had to be so inconsiderate to go and get sick as well....MEN!.....
I thought I would spare you a picture of us at our puffy eyed best, and took a pic of our bedside tables instead...
His...
Mine......
We sure are a pitiful sight for sore eyes...
On a more positive note, I have a
Giveaway coming this week, so keep your eyes peeled and tell your friends. ;-)
Love,