Jun 03, 2010 13:08
Carl's still in the hospital; apparently something happened this morning and I have no idea what that "something" is; I was just told he'd tell me when I got there. :: shrug ::
Today is my forced day off this week (remember, reduced hours at work), and I suppose the timing was good, considering the circumstances. I'll be heading down soon with Carl's chequebook and a change of shorts for him (the latter to make him more comfortable, the former to pay rent this month).
Attempting to take care of the everyday things here at home. Laundry is tonight; Mika's been brushed, fed, and walked. Just started my workout routine again (Bear Pride and Eurovision made me take a week off; lemme tell you how fucked up it is to get that surge of hormones and feel horny AND depressed about everything that's going on). Really, what else can I do?
His blood pressure has dropped (but is still high), and he has a wound on his leg that needs to be looked at. As far as I'm aware there's been no more chest pains, but that seems to have been caused by the spike in blood pressure. We know WHAT happened, but again most tests have yet to show WHY they've been happening. Oy.
mika,
hospital,
carl,
gym