Hospital Scrabble

I don't have much of a reason for not writing yesterday. I ran around and did a lot of things. However, today was far worse...in several ways.

After putting another coat of paint on my porch floor (I did the first one on Saturday) and making myself a couple of meals for the week, I headed for my mom and dad's to help them start the moving process. The big push for the move to the new apartment is tomorrow, but they needed little things moved today. On the way I stopped at Ken's to pick up empty boxes. While there, I asked Ken if he was sure that he didn't want to go with me. He was bored stiff and said he would go, but he'd take it easy as per his doctor's orders regarding his hernia. Well, of course, he was a bit more active than he planned on. It's hard for Ken to sit still and watch while other people are working. And it wasn't too long before he felt some slip in his abdomen. So, we ended up leaving early, and I took him to the emergency room in Emmetsburg.

After spending several hours there taking tests etc., we learned that parts of his colon and his small intestine had slipped through the hernia into his scrotum. I'm using the correct words today because I caught hell for not saying what it really is rather than using the euphemism "nether regions." Of course, I used that euphemism out of sensitivity for him. I couldn't win for losing on that issue. So anyway, Ken was admitted to the hospital this afternoon, a little more than 12 hours before he was supposed to be admitted anyway. We hope this results in him having the surgery earlier and therefore having him out earlier.

In all this excitement, I cheated on the diet; however, I've been very good lately. So, I don't feel terribly guilty, and I think I've made enough meals this weekend, that I'll be able to zap most of them without any real cooking this week. I'll go down and see Ken after school every day out of concern, but also to alleviate boredom. He's spent too much time in hospitals over the last 4 months. It's the boredom and not the pain that gets to him. I may not be a sparkling conversationalist, but I am better than staring at 4 bare walls and watching bad television. We'll play several games of Scrabble over the next week.

I will not take it easy on him when we play these games. Scrabble is our game. And I will take advantage of every weakness I can. He'd do the same to me. We are well past being so considerate and polite in our relationship. Now we're both out for blood.