Friday, May 2
So we've had us a little scare at casa de Honey-Factor.
The Honey's eyelid started drooping Monday night, and things didn't look quite right. He was actually going to go to the doctor on Tuesday, but someone else called in sick, and once he was off work, he was NOT going to sit at Kaiser for hours. I was not happy, but told him he was going Wednesday or I was ratting him out to his mother and each of his four sisters.
He admitted once he got to Kaiser on Wednesday that he was seeing double. Turns out he'd had a teeny stroke in his third optic nerve.
This man is SOOOO resistant to health care (Mainly because he has so very much going on). So while I am horrified that this has happened to him, and we spent a hell of a lot of time at kaiser the last two days, I am kinda relieved that it happened on such a manageable scale. Because now we've confirmed that yep, he's a diabetic, too. He has never gone to the doctor in the last seven years I've known him. So he's never had his heart meds adjusted or re-evaluated. He's a fan of the suds. He's got the round beer belly to prove it. This visit to the doctor was soooo overdue.
It's a good news/bad news thing. But I'm looking at it as an opportunity to keep him around to walk his daughter down the aisle.
He says I am meaner to him that Gabrielle is to Carlos on Desperate Housewives--and Carlos is completely blind!
I tell him I'm going to walk on his left side now so he won't see the blows coming. ;)