Today was a painful day. At least for hubby. He got up earlier than me and went downstairs to let me sleep. The darn phone kept ringing and I kept looking at it then sending it to voicemail. Finally I got a call, looked and it was my daughter, Cassie. So I sat up and took a few minutes to talk to her. We talked about her and Drew getting married, how she talked to Drew's mom, Becky and mentioned to her that she wanted to get married the same day that Drew's parents when down to the courthouse and got married. We talked about Cassie wanting to wear a special dress and have a bouquet. But Becky hasn't said anything to Cassie about when they plan on getting married or if she wants Cass and Drew to get married on the same day. So Cass doesn't know when they are going to do it. But if it doesn't work out for them to all get married at the same time, Drew and Cass will plan a day to get married soon anyway. There are a lot of benefits to getting married, one of them being Drew will get more money from the Army being married while he is going to school, and Cassie can get benefits from his plan.
We talked about getting some flowers and wrapping a ribbon around them, making a bouquet. She likes daisys and carnations. I forgot to tell her that in the State of Colorado, blood tests are no longer needed and when you go down to the courthouse to get married, all you are doing is going up to the clerk and signing the license. They don't do ceremonies here and you are not required to have witnesses. So I texted her and told her all that. Come to find out she already knew and she does want hubby and I to come up and go with her and Drew, then will allow us to take them out to lunch or dinner. I would like to make her a small wedding cake, two tiered so she can freeze the top tier for her first wedding anniversary.
Hubby has Diverticulitis and yesterday and today was feeling uncomfortable. When it started yesterday, he just kept an eye out for it. Today when the feeling in his abdomen was worse, and he was barely pooping, with an effort, we knew that we needed to go into Urgent Care for some antibiotics. See, there is the large colon and normally waste material flows smoothly down and passes out your body. Someone with Diverticulitis has little pockets or depressions in the colon walls and sometimes that waste material get stuck in there and then it gets infected, that is what causes the pain and swelling. It can make you blocked and not able to poop. That happened to hubby the first time and he was diagnosed with this. This is his 5th episode over several years. They said low fiber may affect this disease but they really don't know why people get it.
So when we were watching some more ZNation on Netflix, he mentions he is uncomfortable and we probably needed to head into Urgent Care today and they close at 3 and it was 130pm so we needed to jump into the shower now and get going. We stopped in the gas station store and picked up drinks and some nachos as we headed over. It took us 2 and a half hours before we got out of there with the antibiotic prescriptions. One of those is the antibiotic you would take if you were exposed to antrax, it's that heavy duty.
So, we drop off the script and head to the store, we were out of dog and cat food. We shopped and then I dropped hubby off at home so he could go to the bathroom and I headed back to pharmacy to pick up the script. On the way there, I passed an apartment building yard and saw there were a lot of pine cones on the ground so I stopped and picked up the good ones. There was even some small branches with pine cones still attached on the ground, so I picked those up too. I am going to see if I can make Cassie a bouquet with this like we talked about for her to get married with. It's going to be a surprise just in case it doesn't turn out. But I have a feeling it will look good. I just need to get some wire.
The rest of our evening was spent watching tv and nagging hubby to drink more. The doctor wanted him to eat soft foods and drink lots of gatorade and water. And today he barely drank anything at all. He promised to finish the bottle of gatorade before he went to sleep but didn't. Tomorrow I won't be that nice.
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