Note

My time off ended on a sour note.  All of Friday night and Saturday were spent in the hospital.  Had to take my wife to the ER because she was scaring me.  Turns out to be (probably) viral meningitis.

That's a reassuring diagnosis compared to thinking at least one of us had completely lost our minds.  I hate to say this, but I was almost happy when I had an objective third party confirm they could not understand her.  I never suspected that incoherence was a symptom of meningitis.

Anyway, though I am back at work, I'm still not back on schedule.  I'll be pulling double shifts until the doctors release her from the hospital.  I can usually handle everything by myself, but this is one of the times it would be nice to have younger family members available to sit around with her during the day while I get some work done and spell me at night.  We used to have relationships at church that would result in visits to occupy the time in situations like this.  Not these days.  Everything gets done on Fakebook.  The closest pastor I would bother to call is seven hours away.  We do have an old friend who lives a few blocks from the hospital, but she is in her eighties and recently had to give up her big red Buick.

Being a loner is great ninety-nine percent of the time.  The other one percent or so can be unhandy.