Another Day, what more can I say?

I am extremely exhausted right now, but need to do some stuff before I go to bed, but sat down for a minute and the laptop jumped onto my lap, so of course I started reading, now writing a post seems better than dishes and laundry. I know that the phone will be ringing so if I go upstairs to bed I will have to run back down.

Polly finally made it home after bringing the ice storm up from Virginia with her at 3 this morning. I managed to say hello to her and give her a hug before I stumbled up to bed. The ice blowing against the house and my bladder woke me at 8:30 and I tried to call Mike but could not get through, it turns out he was having his stress test then. Polly was naturally dragging, and not knowing what was going to be happening in the hospital we decided that I would go into Albany alone and she would stay here with Grandma and get chores done. The trip to Albany was terrible, icy nasty roads all the way, even the Thruway was bad, so I spent over 3 hours going 70 miles but arrived safe and sound. Mike was in his room awaiting the results of the stress test. They finally came in at about 4 this afternoon all fine. So the doctors decided what I had figured out yesterday that the new pill he started on Sunday is not his friend and said he could go home. I was impressed as they had the paperwork all done and the machines unhitched and the wheelchair there in less than 45 minutes, I wish our local hospital could figure out how to do things that quickly. Mike had been more than anxious to leave for quite a while to put it mildly.

We got on the way home and he told me that he thinks that he is coming down with the stomach bug now that we have been having here, and that is one reason he wanted out of there, he was afraid if he started throwing up they would not let him leave. So, we are all home, his heart is fine, he has been told to not take that pill ever again, like you could force it down his throat, and everyone but me is in bed. I think I am ready for a nice supper of dry toast and chamomile tea, if that tells you how my tummy feels, then for desert I will have a cup of Sleepytime Extra.

While I sat at the hospital all day the dishes and laundry unfortunately did not decide to run away from home, but I am thinking that if I ignore them maybe they will decide that they have been neglected here and run away overnight. I did get as far as bringing some of the boxes downstairs yesterday to start undressing the tree, but that is all I did, and unlike Grandma it did not strip when I was not looking. Oh yeah, I came downstairs this morning to find Grandma stark naked with all the bedding completely stripped off of the bed and strewn all over the floor saying it is cold in here because someone had left the windows all open. I think that all of this will be dealt with tomorrow, and my sense of humor will be a bit more restored on the whole idea.

Goodnight everyone.