First of all, let me just share that I hate surprises. Secondly, this has been one shitty week.
Excuse me while I whine.
Hubby hasn't been feeling well for a couple of weeks. He tires easily because of his heart disease and he's been over doing things for quite some time. Tuesday we met for lunch... he looked terrible. Just tired was his standard response. At four o'clock he called me at work and asked me to come home. He'd already taken three nitroglycerin tablets......
They took him immdeiately into the ER. All the familiar heart attack symptoms were present. Long story short, no heart attack this time but a 70% blockage in a major artery and the installation of stent #9. This is the sixth intrusion into his heart in 16 months. Two days in the hospital and home yesterday (Thursday) afternoon.
At some point, one of his sisters and a niece decided they should drive from VA to FL and surprise him. WHAT? You don't surprise heart patients. But, they indeed drove straight through and were here before he was released. They were kind enough to check into a hotel but we now have company for this holiday weekend we hadn't planned on and a recuperation to begin. We went to our favorite local pub for chicken wings and called it dinner.
This evening we gathered at our house. Sister was carrying a drink when she arrived. We drove to the beach for dinner where she had two Kamikaze's. Loose lips sink ships..... under the influence she spilled the beans that there are 12 more relatives on their way here also to "surprise" us!!!
AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!
The week has left me exhausted. His relatives stress me out and what was going to be a relaxing, leisurely weekend has become a hectic event we were not counting on.
What are people thinking???
Don't answer that, I already know.