Hospital = Unhappy Kelly

Kelly's tough. Seriously, I have never seen anything like it. A couple of summers ago he cut his finger at his summer job. He had to get stitches inside and outside his finger. When I got to the clinic he was standing there consoling his boss. That's my husband. So when he started feeling sick Saturday, I just figured it was his four year strep episode. Then Monday morning he couldn't swallow. "I'm not going to the ER" he says, and I tell him to just get it over with and so we go and he gets a shot of penicillin like he always does. Then Tuesday morning, he still couldn't swallow. At this point he hadn't eaten since Saturday, and couldn't even get water down. "I'm not going back" he says, and I tell him that this time they will get it right, and finally, he goes. They give him fluids via IV, plus antibiotics and some stuff for pain. This is it, I'm thinking, it's all going to be good from here on out. So by today, he still couldn't swallow. The left side of his neck is so swollen and I start to realize there is something really wrong here. He's been on meds since Monday and can't swallow! So I ask him to go back. Kelly's response: "I have been there twice this week and had an IV for the first time in my life. There is no way I'm going back. EVER".  So what to do? I sat here all day and finally begged him to go back in. It took some work but he went. We got there at 5:30 and I left him, as an admitted patient, at 10:00. Come to find out his tonsil is infected. They're keeping an eye on him tonight and if it's not better in the morning, they're going to take further action. It was so strange to see my big, strong, tough husband laying in that hospital room. The nurse came in to ask him questions and one of them (off the sheet, for real) was how do you feel about being in the hospital? Kelly's response? It f-ing sucks. Here's hoping it was the morphine talking! The moral of this long story is that I realized that women's intuition doesn't end with their children. It extends to their husbands also. I dreaded making Kelly go back, and he was pretty mad at me, but when I think about that infection getting worse, and his throat swelling up more and effecting his breathing.....awful. So everyone say a prayer for Kelly, and for his nurses too because the title of this post couldn't be more true.