I had a plan to wake up at 11am. But of course, most well laid out plans end up… well, you know. I got a call at 9:30am. Hubby said he wasnt feeling too great. His job were calling an ambulance to take him to the ER. Umm… that sounds pretty serious for ‘not feeling well’. So I called him back. I tried to figure out what hurt. Tried to make some sense of it. He threw up. He had sharp pains in his stomach. I thought about the 3 fudgecicles he had last night. Nope. Those are a pretty common thing. Yesterday’s dinner? Chicken and broccoli. Chicken on the Foreman, made by me, fresh out of the fridge. Still good as far as I could tell… hadn’t been out long. Broccoli wasn’t a large serving. Maybe gas? So I start to try and talk some sense into him. Tell him that a trip to the ER will cost us about 120 dollars, and the ambulance ride… well they might as well come and pillage our goods.

I somehow manage to convince him to call his mother, who was out and about today, to see what she says. She convinces him to let her take him to the DR. Thank goodness. By the time he got there, he felt better. They did bloodwork, and now its a matter of waiting.

Did I tell you this happened in a series of like 4 phone calls? I woke up, fell asleep, woke up, fell asleep, woke up… yea. Not very restful. Hubby is home now though. I’m glad they sent him home. He probably has a bug and it makes no sense to have him out and about feeling so crummy. We got some gingerale and crackers. But I really just think he’s dehydrated.

Anyway, on a completely different topic, I have a lot of cleaning to do today. I have ignored it long enough, especially because of the last few days of work left. Now that it’s done, I have no excuse. Once I do that, I plan to jump back into my WIP, which of course, now that I have time to write it, I don’t feel as motivated/inspired. How typical, right?

I hope you’re all having a great week thus far. It’s hump day! Enjoy it! Only two days left before the acclaimed weekend!