The good news is that my darling husband did not require surgery. He spent four days in the hospital and is now on the mend, though he still has a ways to go to recover from this very odd event. A follow-up visit this week with the gastro-intestinal doctor will hopefully give us a better idea of what went wrong and how to care for the problem of diverticulitis. We were very lucky, as left untreated he could have had a very serious, if not fatal, situation.
As for my brother, we needed to go to the Emergency Room on Friday night due to complications of his kidney catheters. After this latest incident, it is now very apparent to me that we will be dealing with this kind of thing for a long time to come. He has a serious kidney disease, as well as heart disease. Recovery from two strokes in October has been slow, with some effects pretty much permanent.
Learning to be a full-time caregiver was not a role I expected. It has changed everything in so many ways. I am now known as "the sister" at all the various doctors and hospitals. No one remembers my name. But it is what it is and for whatever reason this happened, I am doing the best I can.
Spring is coming, the birds are filling the skies and trees. Waking up to birdsong this morning was a delight. Of course I completely forgot about setting the clocks ahead this weekend. And I caught a bad head cold, too! So hey, what can you do? Just follow the Queen's advice as stated in this post's title.