I love my husband but he does inspire some fun blogs out of misery.
On Monday I returned from a wonderful retreat, exhausted but refreshed. On Tuesday I went to my studio and to a Guild meeting and got back into the groove of work and activities. On Wednesday morning, Joe showed up at the studio telling me he had gone into AFib and needed to go to the emergency room. He learned that his heart was beating out of rhythm about 9:30 am when he took his pulse after exercise class at the Wellness Center. Told to call his doctor, he went out to his car, drove home (about 20 minute drive) and called his doctor who told him to go to the hospital. Not able to get me on his phone, he drove to the shop (12 minute drive), and told me the situation so I drove him to the local emergency room, another 15 minute drive. The point of this is that he started out 3 blocks from that emergency room when he was at the Wellness Center.
Transferred to the OSU Ross Heart Hospital because his cardiologist is there, he spent the next four days getting back to normal and I spent it driving back and forth, 400 miles worth. He's all better but had to add a new medicine, at least for a while, and I'm once again trying to get back in the groove of work.
Let out on a Saturday night about 6 pm, he came home starved and promptly dumped a bowl of tomato soup all over the couch. Ah, life with Joe.
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