The Extra Day

Abby had nightmares and talked in her sleep all last night. This morning, her entire body was red and itchy, and her temperature was 102.3˚, so I decided to take her to the hospital. She was so weak, however, that I barely got her, through dragging and crawling, to the living room, where I called EMS, who came and got her. The hospital gave her fluids, Solu-Medrol, and clindamycin for a urinary tract infection. They also fed her breakfast, which she claimed was terrible, but which she ate heartily. By midday, they decided once again that she was better enough that she could go home, which I guess she is.

All of my peach trees and now blooming, which probably means no peaches this year, since there is almost always a freeze in March. One of Dorothy's pear trees is blooming, too.
All of my peach trees and now blooming, which probably means no peaches this year, since there is almost always a freeze in March. One of Dorothy's pear trees is blooming, too.

Dammit, it just scares the crap out of me when she is so sick like this. I know it scares her daughter and my sister, too.

As we talked this morning, I mentioned that my presence and presence of mind probably saved her life a couple of times, like when she had pneumonia in 2008, or earlier this month when she became sceptic from MRSA. She replied, “You saved me the day you married me.”

She saved me, too.

I took the rest of the day off to keep an eye on her, and she mostly slept. I spent some time outside doing chores and soaking up the 60˚ sunshine. Buxton the goat was glad to see me and followed me all over the place when I was near the back yard. I gave him the weeds he likes.

That’s how my wife and I spent this February 29, the extra day of 2012.

I photographed George's old trailer in the pasture just at sunset. It was calm and warm all afternoon, which was a nice break from the stress of the morning.
I photographed George's old trailer in the pasture just at sunset. It was calm and warm all afternoon, which was a nice break from the stress of the morning.
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2 Comments

  1. See this glowing lump next to my chair? That’s the bejeezus that’s been scared out of me by this latest news.

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  2. Hang in there, Richard (no other choice, right?) Thanks again for giving us the latest news, no matter how scary…

    Tell Abby something very comforting on my behalf, as words always fail me at these shifty times. May March bring much healthier times for the both of you.

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