Another Little Crisis, We're OK, And Kinda Funny...

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    Nov 05, 2009 1:15 PM GMT
    Some of you have read about my partner's rough time and close medical call, with 11 days in the hospital, 6 in critical care (and many RJers have sent lovely supportive notes and posts), nearly losing his leg, if not his life. So this is morning 2 since he came back home, and it's around 6 AM, both of us asleep, when...

    BRATTT!!! BRATTT!!! BRATTT!!! I hear this gawd-awful sound, and wonder if that could be our wake-up alarm, that he set because he's gotta report for some blood work at 10:30 AM. But as my head clears, I realize it's the newly-installed fire alarm in our condo, which was tested while he was away at work, so he's never heard it himself and is naturally still confused by the sound.

    I calmly convince him it's truly the new fire alarm and that we must leave quickly. The question is how, since he's now hardly able to walk following his medical crisis, and I realize no one can take the elevator, only the stairs. I get him dressed, not even thinking about saving anything else but him, and down the long hall we slowly go with his walker, me spotting him.

    Our neighbors by now all appear to have left our floor, so there's no one around to help us. We get to the stairwell, and luckily encounter a straggler, who offers assistance. Together we get my husband down the stairwell, fortunately only from the second floor. We take him outside into the pre-dawn dark, where we find our other neighbors gathered, and...

    Rain! It's fucking raining! And all he's got on his feet are knit booties with grippy rubber sole patches, the only thing he can wear on his feet right now. Well, nothing to be done, his feet are gonna get wet. Fortunately a friend offers him her nearby car in the parking lot, and we get him into that so he can stay dry and sitting down as we wait. Our own car is farther away, where I would have put him otherwise.

    After a while the firefighters OK'ed the building to reenter, and we haven't yet heard what set off the alarm, but obviously not a major fire. The spooky thing for me is that following his hip replacement surgery on Oct 12, before his emergency hospital readmit, a hospital social worker had interviewed him. One of her questions concerned whether he had to manage any stairs at home. And he said no, there was an elevator to the second floor, our apartment unit itself being without any stairs inside.

    And I chimed in "As long as we don't have a fire." Idiot! I should have just kept my mouth shut! LOL! For the nearly 3 years I've lived there with him, the alarm has never gone off. Now it alerts at the worst possible moment for him. I swear, this has not been a good 4 weeks for him.

    Not a big deal by itself, but another stressful moment he didn't need, on top of everything else. I'm making light of it, trying to turn it into a joke and a good story to tell. But I worry about the toll all this is taking on him, not being a young man and having health issues. Ah, well, as my late mother often said: "When it rains, it pours." icon_sad.gif
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    Nov 05, 2009 6:26 PM GMT
    It's one of those, "are you fucking kidding me?" moments.


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    Nov 05, 2009 6:39 PM GMT
    haha funny story

    and I hope everything goes well... I have been going through a lot of health stuff this past year and almost lost my life in the hospital about 3 months ago (wierd, just at the age of 19) But everything if getting better... so I know the feeling

    but i hope everything is getting better icon_smile.gif
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    Nov 05, 2009 7:04 PM GMT
    I laughed but yeah... that sucks. totally one of those FML! moments. Im glad to hear you both are doing alright and that he is doing much better.
  • EricLA

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    Nov 05, 2009 7:32 PM GMT
    Wow, you encountered the literal version of "It never rains, but it pours." Happy you're okay, but unnecessary drama right now!
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    Nov 05, 2009 11:56 PM GMT
    jprichva said
    Red_Vespa saidAh, well, as my late mother often said: "When it rains, it pours." icon_sad.gif

    Or in the words of Roseanne Rosannadanna, "It's always something."

    Glad to hear C is on the recovery road!

    Yeah, but his spirit is wearing down. My job is to counter that, though my own spirit is not doing all that well. So I smile and make jokes, and try to act silly & frivolous, for me a natural talent. But when your audience is unimpressed, it's hard to keep up the act. icon_sad.gif
  • drypin

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    Nov 06, 2009 12:33 AM GMT
    Red_Vespa said
    jprichva said
    Red_Vespa said icon_sad.gif

    Yeah, but his spirit is wearing down. My job is to counter that, though my own spirit is not doing all that well. So I smile and make jokes, and try to act silly & frivolous, for me a natural talent. But when your audience is unimpressed, it's hard to keep up the act. icon_sad.gif


    And yet it's never matted more. I feel frustrated for you. Your situation reminds me of the futility of words sometimes. And yet the effort alone is most likely appreciated, even if he doesn't have the strength to show it. I truly hope you two get another break soon... it's already wonderful news that he's home with you again.