I called the VA and asked about Hubby.
The nurse said that his notes showed that he slept all night long, woke to eat breakfast. He appeared pasty and complained about his stomach hurting. There was no report of fever. Overall he was fine though.
I suggested that it was possible that Hubby could be constipated because he always feels like that when he is and generally looks ill.
I surprised myself by not over reacting and allowing the professionals to do their job.
It was a feeling of peace that everything would be okay.
I was making plans in my head.
Plans for things to do while I had this time.
I had a million ideas but nothing definite.
I wanted to lunch with so many friends and family. There weren't enough days for those lunches and had there been, I had already gotten rid of my larger pants vowing to not return to them ;-)
I wanted to spend time with the people I loved. I wanted to share the days with them and soak up the pleasure of their company.
So who and what would be next?
It turned out that I was next.
I spent a day with ME.
I went to the beauty shop and had my hair cut.
I did a little Christmas shopping for my boys.
I bought myself a purple sweater and I took time to wander around in Lowe's just looking and dreaming of things and projects that I would be interested in.
You may find this odd but give me a day to wander in Lowe's and I am a happy woman!
I don't like to be massaged or have my nails done.
Show me tools and let me smell lumber.