Saturday, September 3, 2011

so..

..last Sunday, I wrote an update.. hadn't saved and my computer crashed - all was lost! =(

Ronnie's rash had gotten nice and crazy by last Friday (August 20-something-eth). I was at work. He was at work. Then I got a phone call from my "mom-in-law". Since I didn't answer my cell-phone while at work, I got a text message from my "sis-in-law". I received the call & text around 11:45 - both messages said he had checked into "ER a couple hours ago". I told my teamleader and signed out for the day. I called Gale as soon as I got outside the building. He had left before 10am and no one had heard from him since. He hadn't come back, and his cell phone was turned off (normal protocol for a doctor's office or hospital).

By the time I got to Northridge ER he had already checked out - they weren't very nice about it either (I would expect people to be stressed when their loved ones are in ER - a little sympathy would be nice..) I drove to Ronnie's work - Gale had called me while I was on my way there. He didn't do a whole lot of working (Fridays are slow days for him anyway) and stayed in A/C'd offices as much as possible. Then we came home and spent the whole weekend inside the cool dark house (of course, it had to be the hottest weekend yet of summer).

Monday morning came way too fast.. back to work.. the grind stone.. slave labor.. I had a babyshower to go to. I had found out on Friday (before leaving work) that I had been UNinvited to the baby shower. I told 2 friends, who told my boss, who talked to her boss (the hostess'.. not the guest of honor) I received a text message later Friday that everything had been worked out and I was still able to go to the shower. It still wasn't the happiest of times. the hostess was still giving me the cold shoulder and giving me dirty looks - but I wasn't there for her, I was there for Brittanny. I didn't take every gift that I'd planned to give.. just didn't have enough hands.. and it was a surprise shower so I couldn't be so "big" and cumbersome.. I kept part of the gift here, it will have to go to another person that has a girl.. probably my other friend who's wife is due in January. The only other girl I know that's pregnant is due in November but they don't want to find out what it is. I can't give a bunch of girl clothes, then she'll end up having a boy.. just because of me. =)

Brittanny's last day was Wednesday - that is the first day I started helping out there - to help take over where she left off, so I could keep track of her progress. It was fantastic to finally have work to do again. Every day is a busy day. Every day is no question of my schedule... don't have to keep track of every second of my day, every moment of my time.

Ronnie and I just worked our way through the week.. looking forward to our 3-day weekend. well, things weren't as nice as we had hoped. Thursday, Ronnie hurt his shoulder helping his mom with a new tv (both shopping, and installing). took a pain-pill before bed. 1 a.m., he woke up with another rash.. again.. ((not that the pain pills were to blame)). Today he went to the doctor (finally, a real General Practitioner). They determined that he didn't give enough time for the medication to clear his system. They are claiming that the antibiotics - Cephalexin - that is what he is allergic to. He had gotten prescription Benadryl (dephinhydramine) and a steroid (prednisone) after the ER last Friday. Today the doctor extended his prescription for the steroid, and we will get the benadryl from Walgreens. We will just have to double up on the benadryl - the over-the-counter will be half-strength.. and the new diphenhydramine is half-strength too.. so it will be 4-times-a-day, instead of 2-times-a-day. that way it can be consistent in his system - not 2 big doses, but 4 smaller easy-peasey doses. So this is our life until the doctor gives him the all-clear. I'm hoping to still go camping in a month and a half - it will be nice to get away from it. It is for Ronnie's birthday and I know he needs a break from it all - if even for just a weekend.