Friday, January 12, 2018

Coming Home

Tuesday morning Richie had a fall and I couldn't get him up so - much against his wishes - I called for the paramedics.  It turns out he also had The Flu that is being such a tremendous scourge around here.  The flu had made him so weak that he couldn't get up.

The ER was doing a booming business, all of the cubicles were full and stayed full until  finally there was a room for him.

Update
Today he is supposedly being discharged at 11 a.m.  Hospitals are so full that they wanted to discharge him to a nursing home (!)  to put an edge on his cure.   He declined with some gusto.
One more test has been scheduled and Dee, our long-time friend, reported back to me that when that test is over and the results known, then he can go home  But "based on what I was hearing, It can't be earlier than 4:30 p.m." said Dee.

A big thank you of appreciation to Dee who took me over to the hospital both days and is going today to get him and Ann next door, "Making a pot of chicken soup this afternoon - want some?"  and Tony way far away in Long Beach and  Troy down the street who volunteered to do anything useful that they could.

Update
It's 3:31 p.m. and Richie just called to say that he has to get dressed, get the Rxs and pay for them and then he can flee.   Dee is manning the wheel of the getaway car.

Don't set your watch by hospital time, eh?

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