The new door is in. I’m so relieved. There was definitely a moment or two today when I thought it wouldn’t be able to get done- but John had almost finished it up before I got home. Another trip to Home Depot, and it’s done. It looks good, it feels good, it makes me feel good. On top of that, he fixed our other door- so we now have two locks on the upper door, and three that work on the lower door. My husband built me a fortress.
But that was today. I don’t want to forget all the stuff that went down last night. Jonathan came over last night to keep me company until John got home. As he sat next to me and watched his shows, I realized that the cough he had started with about two weeks ago had not only NOT gone away…but had gotten worse. Much, much worse. I started getting numbers of doctors to call to see if they’d see him today, but ended up deciding that I wouldn’t sleep until he saw a doctor. So- to the emergency room we went. All I have to say is, wow. The ER was full- very full, and at one point some drug-seeker type almost sat on Jonathan to get to a phone. By the time John joined us after work, it had emptied out a little, but we still had to wait about an hour or two before he got back to the REAL doctor. When we got back to the little room (oh how I’ve come to know those rooms well) we settled in for a couple more hours. We didn’t end up leaving until 3 am, and what happened was hysterical. I actually took notes on what John and Jonathan did and said- but honestly, half of it, you kinda had to be there. Like, for example, when Jonathan’s little bracelet was bothering him (or…the hangy-off part of it, anyway) and he asked if John or I had scissors in our back packs…and THEN he made fun of me for suggesting that we use a metal ruler saying, “What, are you going to measure the exact length of the annoying piece of bracelet?” And I gotta tell you, at 1am, that was pretty funny. Jonathan went to get a chest x-ray. When he got back I said, “What did you have to do?” He replied: “He made me take of my pants though. I felt awkward.” So I got all freaked out about THAT, and then, for some reason, after a few minutes of silence Jonathan just said, “John…” and John said, “Jonathan….” and Jonathan said, “John,” and John said, “George,” and then it was Mary Ann, then Professor, Ginger, and then a nurse walked into the room next door and said, “Jasmine?” I almost wet myself. And, now, looking back, there is no way to tell that story and have it be as funny as it was in that moment. The whole time Jonathan was begging for a Popsicles, and no one would give him one until the doctor saw him…but when the doctor came in she was a whirlwind of motion, and, upon discovering that Jonathan had had two collapsed lungs- ordered more X-rays and left the room. So Jonathan goes for more X-Rays and when he gets back I ask, “Did you have to take your pants off again?” And Jonathan responds, “No, it was a woman. This time, she did.” Stupid kid never took off his pants. Will I ever be less gullible? Then, somewhere in ALL OF THAT, Jonathan wants to know if ducks blink (I have no idea why) so John pulls out his computer and Googles it- and it turns out they do, from the bottom up!
Turns out, in all of that, that Jonathan probably has some sort of bacterial infection in his lungs- they are NOT collapsed, and he gets Tylenol with codeine and some sort of antibiotic. It was about 4am when we had gotten his medicine, gotten him home, and gotten in bed. I slept in about an hour to try and make up for a night’s lost sleep, and it actually wasn’t to hard to wake up. So, a few hours at work while John worked on the door, and then I came home in time for him to finish up. I made some chicken, and now- it’s a time for a little rest I think. Definitely, definitely an interesting couple of days.
