Walk with Us awhile...

Well I leave my toilet-dependent husband at the house to go find a doctor with the plan that Jason will make it to the hospital if he can or I’ll bring the doctor to the house. One problem with getting one of the American doctors, they are all asleep. So I enter the guys side of the dorm and decide instead of going from bed to bed leaning in really close to people’s faces until I find who I’m looking for, I’ll just pick a bed and wake someone up and then they can do the dirty work of finding the right doc. (Besides, after my episode the previous day I’m the last face that these doctors want to see leaning over them and breathing on them)

I walk up to the first bed and in a gentle, I’m sorry I’m waking you up, but my husband is dying voice say “Hello.” Again “Hello.” Nothing. So I get a little braver and do the poke. Again nothing. Finally I resort to the stern shake and that awakens the beast. This man comes flying up out of the bed as if he is prepared to kill me. And what do you know, it was Dr. Rinkliff … the man I was looking for. So I tell him the situation and he says he will find Jonathan … the Drug Doctor whom we all love and appreciate … and meet us at the hospital.

Back at the hospital door, I’m waiting outside to catch the doctors to direct them to where we are. Through the window I see my poor husband lying on a bench, then I see him hobbling to the bathroom, back to the bench and hobbling to the bathroom again before we all got to the hospital.

Jason has the veins of a manly man and I could probably stick him and hit one, but that was not the case this night. Jonathan (pictured with Jason) got him hooked up to his first of 8 IV bags that Jason would get over the next day. Sadly, his diarrhea continued through this process, so his hobbling now included me hobbling behind him with his IV bag. So there we are, he is in the bathroom and I’m standing outside the door gagging. Pregnancy has heightened my gag reflex unfortunately. Oh the things you do for love!

Long story kind of short, Jason gets 8 IV bags and lots of meds to bring him back to the real world. It was kind of funny at the end of the day because his face and hands were puffy from all the fluids. He said he felt like the Nutty Professor.

We are so thankful to the surgical team from Greenville, South Carolina. They were so kind to Jason and me and went to great lengths to help us get better.

We are now both officially feeling better, besides the pregnancy nausea and vomiting. We washed all our belongings, Jason sprayed Lysol over the entire house, and we are hopefully done with the Roto Virus for this season. We hope to now return to blogging regularly.