April 1 and 2

Arrived at the house at 12pm, the driveway looked more like a parking lot. Amanda, Jay and Maria were all here. Wedad updated me about what had happened over the weekend, including Jean's severe bout with diarrhea and vomiting on Monday and Bill's sore spot on his lower back.

I had Bill and Jean shower soon after Wedad left, Jean said she was feeling weaker than normal, but that her cold had finally gone. Bill is still congested and coughing, he is also talking in a whisper. He says his throat feels fine, but he sounds very wet when he speaks.

Dinner consisted of chicken breast, peas, and mashed potatoes. Bill ate all of his chicken and then asked for decaf. Jean also ate well and asked for those little tiny ice cream candy bars. I told her we didn't have any so she settled for a piece of cheese cake.

The night went quietly, we tried to watch the Alfred Hitchcock movie from Netflix, but it was hard to follow and really strange. Lights out by 9pm.

Both woke up at 8am, Bill turned the TV on, Jean used the potty and went back to sleep. Bill has not been walking out to the kitchen as he normally does to get his OJ and turn the front lights off. That's disappointing. I made French Toast with the remaining eggs for breakfast. After breakfast I showered and shaved Bill. Can someone please recommend a good electric razor for Bill's sensitive skin. I used 3 different razors on his face (his 2 and Jean's). I can not get a smooth shave with any of them. I washed and rinsed repeatedly and still they do not shave well.

Skip called in the middle of showers and told me he wanted to have dinner at 4pm. I had to cancel Liz and reschedule for next week. Cookie also called and we rescheduled our lunch with Cis for next Wednesday at 12:30pm.

I was doing a grocery order downstairs, went upstairs to ask Jean if there was anything else that she wanted from the store. We made an extensive list earlier in the day. She started to point at the kitchen and to her stomach. She was trying to tell me something, but could not pull the words out of her mouth and was mumbling and pointing. I asked her "who is the president Jean" and she said " George Bush." I asked her "who is the V.p. and she said "Dick Cheney."

I said "ok what were you trying to tell me now?" She started the mumbling and pointing again. I told her I was going to give her a shot. I ran to the fridge got the shot and injected her with it. I told her to take a couple of deep breaths and wait a minute because it usually takes Lovenox a few minutes to work. I called Joan and told her what had happened. Joan listened to her speak on the phone and told me to call 911. I did, the Lovenox did not work as well as it had in the past, by the time the fire department and paramedics arrived she still was not able to speak very clearly. Some of her words were understandable, but she had difficulty recalling her birthday and the relationship she had to Joan. Joan made the executive decision to have Jean transported to the hospital via ambulance and Skip met them there.

I received a phone call from Joan at 4:20pm to tell me that Jean checked out okay and they are on their way home. They will pick up some more Lovenox from the pharmacy or Farroqui's rather.