Plea for good thoughts, please.
Mar. 15th, 2008 02:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
linden_jayThe Academic Husband is spending the night in the hospital, after a day of being sick, then an evening in the ER.
He's having a problem with his lower intestine, and they're having to do some more tests to figure out exactly what it is, and what they need to do about it. Nurses and doctors don't make a lot of sense to me when they're trying to explain things at midnight, and they don't yet know anything but what it might be, all of which are words with a lot of syllables. They'll know more tomorrow, and tomorrow he's also having a consultation with a surgeon, so that'll mean they know even more.
On a lighter note, highlights from the evening include:
- The (male) nurse who looked and sounded exactly like Mohinder Suresh from Heroes. Seriously, it was almost eerie.
- AH being asked what day it was when they were judging how coherent he was (after giving him IV gravol, hello), and him going off on a tangent about it being the Ides of March. Even while on drugs, the history scholar in him runs deep. The nurse just kind of let him ramble for a bit, then looked at me, raised an eyebrow, and said "so, that gravol kicked in, huh?" 'Yes. Yes it did,' said I.
And on a making-me-sniffle note, there was the AH--as we were waiting for him to stop being sick for long enough for me to get him in the car and drive him to the hospital--APOLOGIZING for spoiling my evening by making me take him to the hospital. Bless his heart. That's the boy I love.
Please think good thoughts for him.
He's having a problem with his lower intestine, and they're having to do some more tests to figure out exactly what it is, and what they need to do about it. Nurses and doctors don't make a lot of sense to me when they're trying to explain things at midnight, and they don't yet know anything but what it might be, all of which are words with a lot of syllables. They'll know more tomorrow, and tomorrow he's also having a consultation with a surgeon, so that'll mean they know even more.
On a lighter note, highlights from the evening include:
- The (male) nurse who looked and sounded exactly like Mohinder Suresh from Heroes. Seriously, it was almost eerie.
- AH being asked what day it was when they were judging how coherent he was (after giving him IV gravol, hello), and him going off on a tangent about it being the Ides of March. Even while on drugs, the history scholar in him runs deep. The nurse just kind of let him ramble for a bit, then looked at me, raised an eyebrow, and said "so, that gravol kicked in, huh?" 'Yes. Yes it did,' said I.
And on a making-me-sniffle note, there was the AH--as we were waiting for him to stop being sick for long enough for me to get him in the car and drive him to the hospital--APOLOGIZING for spoiling my evening by making me take him to the hospital. Bless his heart. That's the boy I love.
Please think good thoughts for him.
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Date: 2008-03-24 06:33 pm (UTC)