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Notes: (sigh)
Today did not
start out better. I woke up to an ambulance coming to a stop at our driveway. Rescue
personnel were in the living room before I finished sliding into shoes. FIL had
a seizure. Like Dearest Son’s seizure, there was no time to tell the rest of
the house, so I did what I could while they took care of FIL – got Friday put
away outside, clearing garage junk out of the way, answering a few questions, making
sure DMIL had some cash and both his and her phones, just in case. We couldn’t
find her shoes in the scared scramble, so I gave her mine. Talk about
symbolism.
He was home a few hours
later, which I expected. There’s not a lot that the best medical teams can do
after a seizure, except prescribe medicine and schedule tests. It’d have to be
a seizure more serious than I’ve ever seen – thank Everything ! – to merit
being admitted. Beloved Hubby went to get him and DMIL, just in time for lunch.
With tacos !
Unfortunately, I have a
raging stomach-ache, and have been lying down most of tonight. Don’t think it’s
the tacos’ fault, though. I’m gonna hit the hay.
Well. Hope reset for
tomorrow, then.
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