Home
I had planned to have spaghetti squash & marinara but when I cut the squash to get it ready to put in the oven it was green (not ripe) and smelled funky ~ tossed it and went to Plan 'B'....
Baked pasta with the mozzarella pearls, tossed salad & toasted rolls.
Darlene came down this afternoon to have a cigarette with me out in the courtyard. She's not suppose to be smoking but she figures if she doesn't buy any and just smokes when she walks down to my house she's at least smoking a lot less than she would if she bought her brand and had them at her house.
She mentioned when we were sitting outside that she was so tired and was just about ready to fall asleep in the rocking chair sitting in my courtyard. She had played a round of golf with the ladies league today and then went to lunch so she figured it was a combination of the heat and the game of golf making her tired. She also mentioned she had a bad bout of the IBS that she's had since she had the surgery to remove so much of her intestines when she had the abcessed problem last January. Her doctor said it's normal and he hopes the symptoms get less frequent as she continues to adjust to having less in her gut.
So, for two days she couldn't really leave her house because she kept having to be close to the bathroom.
So, long story long.....as she was walking to the door she stopped to answer a question Dane asked her and all of a sudden she leaned against the wall and said, "Oh my gosh, I'm SO DIZZY....the room is spinning!" I grabbed a dining room chair and got her turned around to sit down and then she got really weak. I had Dane come over by us to help hold her in the chair so she didn't fall out of it. She started saying she was having trouble breathing and that's when I looked at Dane and said, "I think I'll call for help". He just looked at me and shook his head.
I think it took all of 4 minutes to get the EMT's at the door. The response time was wonderful. They determined she was really dehydrated and wanted to take her to the hospital to get some fluids in her. She did NOT want to go back to the hospital for anything since she spent so much time in one last spring. And since most of the hospitals are busy with Covid cases the EMTs said she could probably rehydrate here at home with Gatoraid or Adult Pedialite. And, just by chance, Dane ALWAYS has Gatoraid because he takes it with him when he plays golf every morning.
So, I wouldn't let her go home, made her sit here and drink a 20 oz. bottle of Gatoraid and then more ice water. I told her to call Tom and tell him he was invited to supper, too ~ she wasn't going anyplace until I was sure she wasn't going to drop over.
So, the baked pasta was the perfect meal to stretch for 4 and, actually, was pretty tasty.
A couple hours is all it took to get her back to her old, sassy self!
Baked pasta with the mozzarella pearls, tossed salad & toasted rolls.
Darlene came down this afternoon to have a cigarette with me out in the courtyard. She's not suppose to be smoking but she figures if she doesn't buy any and just smokes when she walks down to my house she's at least smoking a lot less than she would if she bought her brand and had them at her house.
She mentioned when we were sitting outside that she was so tired and was just about ready to fall asleep in the rocking chair sitting in my courtyard. She had played a round of golf with the ladies league today and then went to lunch so she figured it was a combination of the heat and the game of golf making her tired. She also mentioned she had a bad bout of the IBS that she's had since she had the surgery to remove so much of her intestines when she had the abcessed problem last January. Her doctor said it's normal and he hopes the symptoms get less frequent as she continues to adjust to having less in her gut.
So, for two days she couldn't really leave her house because she kept having to be close to the bathroom.
So, long story long.....as she was walking to the door she stopped to answer a question Dane asked her and all of a sudden she leaned against the wall and said, "Oh my gosh, I'm SO DIZZY....the room is spinning!" I grabbed a dining room chair and got her turned around to sit down and then she got really weak. I had Dane come over by us to help hold her in the chair so she didn't fall out of it. She started saying she was having trouble breathing and that's when I looked at Dane and said, "I think I'll call for help". He just looked at me and shook his head.
I think it took all of 4 minutes to get the EMT's at the door. The response time was wonderful. They determined she was really dehydrated and wanted to take her to the hospital to get some fluids in her. She did NOT want to go back to the hospital for anything since she spent so much time in one last spring. And since most of the hospitals are busy with Covid cases the EMTs said she could probably rehydrate here at home with Gatoraid or Adult Pedialite. And, just by chance, Dane ALWAYS has Gatoraid because he takes it with him when he plays golf every morning.
So, I wouldn't let her go home, made her sit here and drink a 20 oz. bottle of Gatoraid and then more ice water. I told her to call Tom and tell him he was invited to supper, too ~ she wasn't going anyplace until I was sure she wasn't going to drop over.
So, the baked pasta was the perfect meal to stretch for 4 and, actually, was pretty tasty.
A couple hours is all it took to get her back to her old, sassy self!
