My husband Ben has been admitted to.The nearest hospital. He is diabetic. It appears to be high blood sugar and low blood pressure. I think it was,a norovirus, and after vomiting non-stop for days, he is dehydrated. Negative for Covid.
Some of you know that I was married from1977 to 1984 to.my first husband. I had to.plan his funeral when I was 34. There are a couple of posts that I wrote about that.Needless to say,having lost one spouse,I am scared but have down from.complete gnawing terror to.normal.scaredness.
Friends are seeing to me. Making sure I am fed and watered. Making sure I have good that doesn't require actual cooking because right now I could care less about food.
I had the norovirus too.And face planted which is mortifying. Nothing broken,,just scabs on my.nose and forehead. Shoulder with bursitis is sore and neck hurts but nothing serious. I will live. Been in Facebook jail because I called a Trumpie a moronic jackass, and suggested his mother had carnal.knowledge of a diseased camel which mating produced him. I was cited for bullying. FB really is,a conservative sinkhole. I was accused of sacrificing babies to.my Dark Lord (Evangelicals have watched entirely too.much Chilling Adventures of Sabrina) and called me a Satanist. That comment wasn't removed but mine were. I have decided not to call easy I shots but stick to ones !like obtuse troglodytes which is less !likely to trip.The algorithm. Or maybe just reporting them for harassment.
In any case requesting prayers,and healing spells. If someone needs to reach me via kosmail. But I am okay except for worrying. And I lost my beloved mini-cat Morgana. I suspect she may have had dwarfism.She was almost 17. She died in Ben's arms on 10/26. She was very special to me, my familiar. I miss her. Her death and that of Chadwick Bozeman have had me in tears for the last month. As they would say in a Recency romance,I have been a watering pot.
Forgive any typos.