We had a terrific Thanksgiving....one of the best ever. Everyone was happy to have Darling home; food was great, no fighting, no biting. We planned to leave the next morning for a three day weekend at our beach house.
So much for planning.
Darling had a stroke; I called 911 and we spent the next 10 days in the hospital. He had a bed; I had a chair and all I could do was watch over him and worry. So now he is home and I am sick sick sick. I always get sick over people in the hospital...I'm great while they are IN the hospital, but once they get home and I can stop worrying, I end up getting e. coli or something and spend at least a week being SO sick.
So I am behind in everything.