It's been an interesting Easter weekend again.
I was off work from my temp job for Good Friday. K and I decided to hang out and bake Spring Quiche together. Then MonsterMustDie wanted to go to IKEA in Charlotte and K had plans to look there for things to go in their new house too so, since we're all podmates, we went together. MonsterMustDie was anxious the entire day but stuck it out for us and said he would only go shopping by himself in the future. K and I wanted to look at furniture and necessary objects while he just wanted to grab more solar lights for the backyard and leave. Once we got back from IKEA, MonsterMustDie stayed in High Point while K and I went to Greensboro to do some final grocery shopping and start the cooking at her house. She wanted to get the entire thing cooked that night and I was enjoying the kitchen hangout. Our husbands joined us in the kitchen and we ordered shwarma dinner takeout while the quiche baked. The plan was for me and to join them for lunch the next day to eat quiche and I'd bring a big chunk of it home to MonsterMustDie. He had enough socializing to last the week and wanted to relax at home.
K texted me on Saturday morning to say she was taking her husband to the emergency room at Duke in Durham, a hospital she trusted. They were at ReStore to buy a beautiful desk they'd been looking at that was marked down when he had a spell of tinging numbness on his left side and felt suddenly off balance. As it turns out, he's been having similar, milder things like that happening for the last 6 months but when he had the worst one yet while they were out shopping, he had to admit it had been happening to her. Saturday was off. He was kept overnight for multiple tests and observation. I truly believe the rest of the weekend would be spent quietly at home, staying in touch with K on his condition. We offered to check on their house, "fill and empty the dog" as they refer to it, and whatever else she needed. We all worried that Bob was in danger of having a stroke. She decided to come home rather than spend the night in a hospital chair and go back in the morning.
Sunday morning, the hospital in Durham released Bob. They came home to Greensboro. He claimed to be rested and feeling well and they both wanted to have an Easter dinner with the beautiful untouched quiche in their fridge and roasted lamb and Spring vegetables. They needed that. Both of us came to their house at 5PM and had a celebratory dinner with them and their former next-door neighbors, all of us in various stages of vaccination - ok, I'm the only person with only one shot so far and they're all complete in their vaccinations - and enjoyed our first social gathering in over a year.
Now, it's Monday morning and I am receiving my second Pfizer vaccine shot today at 10:00 AM. Then I plan to go to work. Hopefully, I will feel well enough to work tomorrow too but I'll just have to wait to see how I feel once the final vaccine shot sets in.
