Finding My Voice

I've read many other blogs before starting this one. I find that they usually have a theme or other common idea that runs through from post to post. I'm having a hard time finding a focus. It seems that I don't have a lot to say about stuff. Yikes! My family, friends, and co-workers think I have lots to say!

To catch up:
The rain has stopped for now.
My husband is out of the hospital for now--and hopefully for a long time.
I've lost 41 pounds as of last Monday.

I'm glad to have a long weekend to re-energize, get ready for my trainings and staff meeting next week, and sort out home things.

He's in the hospital again...

My husband has had congestive heart failure for a few years now--pretty well controlled. In early January, he was hospitalized with shortness of breath and HUGE ankles/feet. He spent about 3 nights in the local hospital. He felt a bit better for a couple of weeks and was getting his strength back, but one of his new meds seems to have triggered an allergic reaction. On top of that, he isn't the best at following a low-sodium, low-fat diet. His ankles, feet and calves were very swollen, and he has had trouble breathing so that he has had trouble taking our dog out and walking from one end of the house to the other.

I took him to the hospital during my lunch yesterday. At 7:00, he was still in emergency and was waiting for a bed. I guess the hospital is very full. I haven't heard from him or the hospital yet this morning.

He thinks that an angiogram would have found this problem if the doctor had done it in the last few months. I'm not sure if that would be the case; but arguing about it isn't going to help. I think I'll talk to the school nurses today and ask about it--

At any rate, I think he'll be there for a couple of days or so.

I am reminded of how my father ended his days at age 79 and how his voice sounded and his legs looked. My husband's voice sounds much the same with it being weak and breathy. His feet look the same.

He'll be 60 in just over a month.