Snowwhite100's Journal, 28 September 2020

Yesterday morning, Sunday, I expected to hear from the hospital or a doctor about how my husband was doing, or what was wrong with him, or even that he had passed away after leaving him at the Emergency entrance of the hospital about midnight. It's strange now with Covid 19 to just have to leave your loved ones at the door of the hospital. At 4am I finally went to bed and slept till 7am, which I considered a victory since I figured I probably would not see him again. Now I am optimistic he will come home eventually.
About noon I called and spoke to my husband's nurse, then to him. They said he is better and he sounded better. They have ordered a C.T. Scan and other tests to look at his lungs and heart, including pneumonia or other infection. He has no fever, which is a good sign. His own cardiologist from UCLA came in while I was on the phone with him. He said he wasn't to have much water. Perhaps he has fluid around his heart or lungs and will probably need to go on a diuretic to get rid of excess fluid. When the heart doesn't pump good enough, it tends to build up. Now that I think about it, he was coughing on the way to the hospital. He routinely has refused to wash his hands after being out in public, even though Covid 19 is high here. He had a flu shot on Thursday, could he get something from that? He sure is getting more vulnerable. He vomited on the way to the hospital, boy I was sure glad I was able to pull over and get him out fast, rather than “in” our car. I bet that last a looong time. After speaking to him then our daughter in Arizona, I drove to the hospital to take him his needed personal things that he wouldn't let me have time to grab, like his C-Pap machine for sleep apnea, glasses, and my pre-paid cell phone.
We have kept the house windows closed up 24/7 since the Bobcat fire started September 6, near us. It has been unusually hot this summer, and the fires have been brutal. With twenty-one straight days of air conditioning in the house, our bill is going to cost a fortune. Since it cools off at night in Southern California, we usually open the windows to cool off the house in the late evening and night, but it's been too smokey to do so with his COPD/Emphysema lung disease. You see why I say I live very grateful. Our house is safe so far, and we are not part of the riots or looting.
I am eternally grateful for the support and many prayers of all the responders to my FS Journal. It may be that your prayers are what saved his life. He was talking about not making it.
Regarding eating, I ate whatever I wanted and started my 1 day Yom Kippur fast at sundown. This is somewhat new to me, because I've never gone 24 hours without feeling quite faint, plus it includes water, which I only tried once, unsuccessfully. I hope to concentrate on spiritual things today and will be easy on myself regarding the fast.