Monday, January 17, 2011

Scary = Exhausting

Rob was hit with a stomach flu.  After a day and a night of vomiting and diarrhea, he's eaten three crackers.  I've been checking on him frequently, occasionally waking him to make sure he hasn't slipped into a diabetic coma.

Sadly, when one has diabetes, such concerns are not melodramatic.

I need a nap.  So does he.  First day of better intentions out the window.  Tomorrow . . .

1 comment:

  1. We are home now. Still tired and worn out but he's eating and will take his first shower in many days later today.

    (I am convinced that had he stayed another day the hospital staff would have kicked me out to change my clothes.)