Catching Up

Wednesday--May 21:
Mr. M said he was having trouble breathing when I called him in the morning--he didn't want to wait to see if his medicine would help--wanted me to take him to the ER. I went and got him ready--drove the 20+ miles to the hospital--was turning in at the hospital when he said he felt better and didn't need to go to the ER. He said he wanted to get an appointment with his PCP and go home. So, I parked him in the lot across the street and got him a late afternoon appointment with the PCP. (He already had a 3:00 appointment with a specialist). I took him home, then he said he wanted to go to Cracker Barrel for lunch, so back in the truck and drive another 20 + miles to Cracker Barrel. We got done with lunch and went to the Dr. offices to wait for his appointment. At 3:45 when he hadn't gotten called back to see the Dr. yet, he wanted to go. I talked him into going to his PCP's waiting room down the hall, then went and told the receptionist where we were. They finally called him for the specialist--then back to the PCP. It was 5:30 before we got done--then he wanted to go eat supper--at Cracker Barrel. It was about 8:30 by the time I got home after dropping him off, making sure he took his meds, fed the cats, etc.

Thursday--May 22:
I got up early to get things done to get ready for campmeeting--loads of laundry, ironing, food prep, etc. Mr. M's visit to his PCP the day before had netted a visit to wound care today--1:30. Mr. M wanted to leave early enough to eat first--at Cracker Barrel, of course. We got home about 4:30. I had to run to town for a couple things--got home and kept working on getting ready for campmeeting. When I called Mr. M for his bedtime pills, he was confused about what he was taking, so I went down there and told him what each pill was. I decided I'd better keep working when I got back and get as much done as I could before bed--not knowing what the morrow would bring.

Friday--May 23:
I got up early again to get as much done as possible before calling Mr. M at 8:00. He was in bed when I called but said he'd get right up and take his meds. I called back about 9:30 to check on him--find out his vitals, etc. He was still in bed. I told him I'd call back in a while and to get going on the vitals and meds. When I called at 10:30, still in bed. He said he needed help with his vitals and meds--I thought he was teasing and told him to get up and do his morning chores. I called back at 10:45 and he had his vitals and meds done. I called him again at 1:30 to tell hime we were leaving for campmeeting. Called again about 2:15 to see if he'd taken his afternoon meds--he said he had. I called before the evening meeting to tell him I'd be in the meeting at our usual call time, but would call when the meeting was over. After the meeting when I called he said he had his afternoon pills and bedtime pills and didn't know what to do--so I called home and had M go check on him--he went over and had Mr. M take his pills.