Keep the prayers coming. I have been like a tazmanian devil and FINALLY got him in to see an ENT this coming monday...and the convalescent home has to take him..not me. The ENT was indignant when I told them they wanted ME to bring him...a 258 lbs 6 foot 2 inch man with vertigo? Really? And has holes in his chest and side from lung biopsy? Double really? So the ENT office called them and told them no...YOU are bringing him, WITH a nurse. His wife will meet him here in our office once YOU arrive with him. Then they haul him back, I come home, and wait. But when I spoke to MrG, he sounded MUCH better when I told him I was berating everyone for trying to push all this off on me when I am NOT a doctor and have no clue who he needed to see, etc etc etc. MrG said that's why he married me. I'm a bully and ornery. lol
So....keep your fingers crossed that he is pulling out of this slump he has been in. Something goosed him to action...so I hope it continues. And I think its the prayers.
THANK YOU..and don't stop. At least until he gets home and then again when he is scheduled for gall bladder surgery after the current holes in his body are healed up.
Hugs
No nap yet, but I drank a pot of coffee. Got me all wired. NOW I am crashing, so...now that all this crap is scheduled and taken care of....I am for sure going to take a long nap....or at least try to.
