I’m waiting with bated breath!
Friday morning, Sis called me in a panic because her husband (who has 7th stage Alzheimer’s)was very sick. I told her to call 911 and then I walked to her house. Soon, the entire inventory of our town’s emergency vehicles showed up, and rushed him to the ER. I cancelled all my lessons for the day (which means I will have to make them up this week, same week as first day of school, so my options are limited) and waited for her to call me so I could pick her up at the hospital. It turned out to be a UTI, and they put him on IV Antibiotics (which he kept picking at and pulling out).
The whole weekend was back and forth to the hospital, and yesterday, we were there for five hours getting him discharged.
Through all of this, my sister’s hubby, the love of her life, was disoriented X3, uncooperative, and, while not hostile, was being “difficult”.
My heart is aching.