They plumbed and found a kink in hubby's vein and unkinked it with a stint and all was well. Over quickly and back in recovery before I went crazier than I am. I am not a good waiter...for anything. I'm a do it now and let's get it over. However, since I was not a surgeon or a nurse or an admitter, I was left with the waiting.
Having had happy juice pumped into his veins awhile, hubby mumbled a little, drank a Dr Pepper, talked but did not remember much until lunch. I ran to Walmart to get some for him because the kitchen did not have them (remind me to be in a hospital that has DPs). When I showed back up, he thought I had gone home.
There his lunch sat twelve feet away for a man who cannot sit up yet...I rolled it over and fed him like a little boy. He cleaned his plate except for the green beans so he was allowed dessert...angel food cake. He should be home tomorrow if the nurses have no reason to press charges by morning.
The lake was beautiful as I passed by on my way home to boys and a messy house and still with a toothache...but hubby's plumbing has been inspected, repaired and approved so all is good.
Thank you for your prayers.