Well, here it is 10am and we are at Urgent Care. Mr C has a raging fever. This morning he had chills that racked our kingsize bed. Doctor Peggy thinks he has some sort of septic infection. I wanted to take him to hospital but was out voted.
12:30pm now. Back at hotel. With a huge bottle of bactrim. I hope that it works. He has been dosed up with a hand full of Motrin and a double serving of bactrim. Plus a cup of coffee and a slice of pumpkin pie. The pie and coffee was his idea.
I can do this. I can get him back home.
Please let the bactrim work for at least 72 hours.
I did laundry, took boxes to the post office and Mr C wanted his Hawaiian stuff stored at the Place. (He said he wanted them to have the stuff if he can not come back). And, I made a couple of trips to the drug store. When everything is out of control it is good to have something to do that you can actually do.
Update: 4pm. He is holding at about 99 degrees. I got some more Motrin in him and half a sandwich.