The series of events of two memorable days:
MONDAY 10:00 AM: Mr. S (my husband) goes for a routine physical (I had mine on the previous week)
MONDAY 10:30 AM: Mr. S calls me to tell me that the doctor found something "suspicious" about his heart
then he said “ok I am going to let you go because the doc tor is not done looking over results”
We hang up.
I panicked and started crying and called Fernando and he calmed me down.
“Child, your man is one strong man, he will be ok” he reassures me
MONDAY 12:30 PM: I am on the phone with Mr. S, arguing (that is another story)
and another call comes in, it is the family doctor, she is looking for Mr. S
I said, “I am on the other line with him.” She said “ok, I am calling him right now”
I hang up with Mr. S and immediately he calls me back.
“Come home now, I have to check myself at the hospital”
This was the week that Mr. S had taken off from work to be with the kids.
I sent a quick instant message to my boss and leave work
MONDAY 1:30 PM: I rush home to take care of the little ones.
MONDAY 2:00 PM: We pray. Mr. S goes to the emergency room to have himself checked in.
The boys are now taking their nap, I am restless
MONDAY 3:30PM: I cannot take anymore; I wake up the kids and head to the emergency room
MONDAY 4:00 PM: At the emergency room. I am reading the story about Senogita and cats (this Italian lady makes spaghetti to these cats, but one particular cat is tired of her spaghetti and goes in search of the perfect meal)
MONDAY 4:30 PM: Nurse comes in and hooks up IV, heart monitor and an oxygen tube "just in case”' she explains
Mr. S is complaining that the tube is burning his nose
The kids are behaving well and are a bit apprehensive to go sit down with daddy in the hospital bed.
MONDAY 5:00 PM: The kids and I leave to get some food
MONDAY 530 PM: Mr. S is given his own room in the cardiac section of the hospital, 9th floor Mercy Hospital
MONDAY 7:00 PM: Waiting for cardiologist
MONDAY 8:00PM: Cardiologist comes in and says that tomorrow they will run more tests on Mr. S’s heart.
MONDAY 8:30 PM: Nurse comes in and declares "I am going to call the doctor because your heart stopping beating for 2.5 seconds"
MONDAY 8:45: Fighting with Mr.S. I want to spend the nigh with him at the hospital and take the kids to Elsa.
"No, go home and take care of the kids, tomorrow you can drop off the kids at Elsa" he says
Why is this man so stubborn?
MONDAY 9:00 PM: Nurse comes in and says that the doctor said it is ok.-regarding his heartbeat
MONDAY 9:15 PM: The kids and I head out home.
TUESDAY 9:00 AM: Call my boss to let him know that I won’t be in to work and get the kids ready drop them off at Elsa’s.
TUESDAY 10:00 A.M: Arrive at the hospital; just in time for Mr S’s ultrasound of the heart...oh it was so interesting! I asked questions and then later I asked the nurse what do have to study
to go into this field.
TUESDAY 12:00 PM: Mr. S is hungry, but he cannot eat because he is going to have a CTA scan
TUESDAY 12:15 PM: We start arguing so I leave and I say “I am going to see what they have in the cafeteria."
TUESDAY 12:20 PM: Crying and talking to Fernando on the phone.
TUESDAY 12:30 PM: Lunch at the Greek restaurant down the street from hospital.
TUESDAY 1:30 PM: Nurse comes in to get Mr. S ready for CT scan
“Can I come?” I ask.
“Yes or you can stay here” the nurse answers
I decided to go. I am walking and walking the nurse turns to me and asks "are those shoes uncomfortable to walk?"
"NO" I respond, "I even chase my boys with them"
The shoes I was wearing was my lime green high heels that I bought in Colorado at Plato’s Closet
"Well they ARE nice" she said
We get to the room and the other nurse says to me, “ok, I am going to show you the waiting area
“Ok,” I said meekly
The waiting area was full and she took me to another area
A young Latina girl was there in her hospital-robe in a wheel chair looking into the distance with no expression in her face.
The husband was chatting with two elderly ladies, talking about how much the ladies liked Chinese food.
A nurse comes in and wheels the young Latina girl out...still no expression in her face.
The husband says "I suppose I must wait here?"
The nurse nods as he wheels the girl away.
The elderly ladies turn to him and ask,” is she your sister?”
“No, he responds "she is my wife."
I turn to the only magazine that I could find and read an article about people saying dumb stuff that hurts your feelings the article was "Pardon me, while I hurt your feelings"
The author quoted Eleanor Roosevelt....something like "people's comments will only hurt you, if you let them"
I had read this quote before.
I dozed off.
TUESDAY 2:00 PM: Mr. S calls out my name. I wake up
"She is tired," Mr. S tells the young man nurse
"Man, that thing was weird. it felt like a b explored inside of me...I have never felt like that before"
"Man, my head hurts"
The nurse and I remained silent
We get on the elevator to go his room; I looked down at my green lime pointy shoes.
TUESDAY 4:00 PM: The cardiologist comes in; he looked at all the tests everything looks fine, Mr. S can go home later today
TUESDAY 5:00 PM: I leave to pick the kids at Elsa.
TUESDAY 7:00 PM: Mr. S calls, he is home, and I am still at Elsa’s.
MONDAY 10:00 AM: Mr. S (my husband) goes for a routine physical (I had mine on the previous week)
MONDAY 10:30 AM: Mr. S calls me to tell me that the doctor found something "suspicious" about his heart
then he said “ok I am going to let you go because the doc tor is not done looking over results”
We hang up.
I panicked and started crying and called Fernando and he calmed me down.
“Child, your man is one strong man, he will be ok” he reassures me
MONDAY 12:30 PM: I am on the phone with Mr. S, arguing (that is another story)
and another call comes in, it is the family doctor, she is looking for Mr. S
I said, “I am on the other line with him.” She said “ok, I am calling him right now”
I hang up with Mr. S and immediately he calls me back.
“Come home now, I have to check myself at the hospital”
This was the week that Mr. S had taken off from work to be with the kids.
I sent a quick instant message to my boss and leave work
MONDAY 1:30 PM: I rush home to take care of the little ones.
MONDAY 2:00 PM: We pray. Mr. S goes to the emergency room to have himself checked in.
The boys are now taking their nap, I am restless
MONDAY 3:30PM: I cannot take anymore; I wake up the kids and head to the emergency room
MONDAY 4:00 PM: At the emergency room. I am reading the story about Senogita and cats (this Italian lady makes spaghetti to these cats, but one particular cat is tired of her spaghetti and goes in search of the perfect meal)
MONDAY 4:30 PM: Nurse comes in and hooks up IV, heart monitor and an oxygen tube "just in case”' she explains
Mr. S is complaining that the tube is burning his nose
The kids are behaving well and are a bit apprehensive to go sit down with daddy in the hospital bed.
MONDAY 5:00 PM: The kids and I leave to get some food
MONDAY 530 PM: Mr. S is given his own room in the cardiac section of the hospital, 9th floor Mercy Hospital
MONDAY 7:00 PM: Waiting for cardiologist
MONDAY 8:00PM: Cardiologist comes in and says that tomorrow they will run more tests on Mr. S’s heart.
MONDAY 8:30 PM: Nurse comes in and declares "I am going to call the doctor because your heart stopping beating for 2.5 seconds"
MONDAY 8:45: Fighting with Mr.S. I want to spend the nigh with him at the hospital and take the kids to Elsa.
"No, go home and take care of the kids, tomorrow you can drop off the kids at Elsa" he says
Why is this man so stubborn?
MONDAY 9:00 PM: Nurse comes in and says that the doctor said it is ok.-regarding his heartbeat
MONDAY 9:15 PM: The kids and I head out home.
TUESDAY 9:00 AM: Call my boss to let him know that I won’t be in to work and get the kids ready drop them off at Elsa’s.
TUESDAY 10:00 A.M: Arrive at the hospital; just in time for Mr S’s ultrasound of the heart...oh it was so interesting! I asked questions and then later I asked the nurse what do have to study
to go into this field.
TUESDAY 12:00 PM: Mr. S is hungry, but he cannot eat because he is going to have a CTA scan
TUESDAY 12:15 PM: We start arguing so I leave and I say “I am going to see what they have in the cafeteria."
TUESDAY 12:20 PM: Crying and talking to Fernando on the phone.
TUESDAY 12:30 PM: Lunch at the Greek restaurant down the street from hospital.
TUESDAY 1:30 PM: Nurse comes in to get Mr. S ready for CT scan
“Can I come?” I ask.
“Yes or you can stay here” the nurse answers
I decided to go. I am walking and walking the nurse turns to me and asks "are those shoes uncomfortable to walk?"
"NO" I respond, "I even chase my boys with them"
The shoes I was wearing was my lime green high heels that I bought in Colorado at Plato’s Closet
"Well they ARE nice" she said
We get to the room and the other nurse says to me, “ok, I am going to show you the waiting area
“Ok,” I said meekly
The waiting area was full and she took me to another area
A young Latina girl was there in her hospital-robe in a wheel chair looking into the distance with no expression in her face.
The husband was chatting with two elderly ladies, talking about how much the ladies liked Chinese food.
A nurse comes in and wheels the young Latina girl out...still no expression in her face.
The husband says "I suppose I must wait here?"
The nurse nods as he wheels the girl away.
The elderly ladies turn to him and ask,” is she your sister?”
“No, he responds "she is my wife."
I turn to the only magazine that I could find and read an article about people saying dumb stuff that hurts your feelings the article was "Pardon me, while I hurt your feelings"
The author quoted Eleanor Roosevelt....something like "people's comments will only hurt you, if you let them"
I had read this quote before.
I dozed off.
TUESDAY 2:00 PM: Mr. S calls out my name. I wake up
"She is tired," Mr. S tells the young man nurse
"Man, that thing was weird. it felt like a b explored inside of me...I have never felt like that before"
"Man, my head hurts"
The nurse and I remained silent
We get on the elevator to go his room; I looked down at my green lime pointy shoes.
TUESDAY 4:00 PM: The cardiologist comes in; he looked at all the tests everything looks fine, Mr. S can go home later today
TUESDAY 5:00 PM: I leave to pick the kids at Elsa.
TUESDAY 7:00 PM: Mr. S calls, he is home, and I am still at Elsa’s.
What a scary situation. Glad everything everything turned out to be fine. Wow can't imagine what you were thinking.
ReplyDeleteLOve the shoes!