Quick update to "Fun"

Well, I am home for a few moments to take care of a thing or two - like eating something since I had forgotten to until they brought food to my ravenous man. He had been doing the fast after midnight and all through more tests...stress test...and more tests. End result, he has done fine all along the way with no cardiac alarms going off. So I am supposed to go back and get him at 3:00. We don't really know what the heck the last 2 days have been all about but we will enjoy paying for the marvelous spa, no doubt. I am relieved, to understate it completely, and a bit annoyed that all of this bloodletting and assessing and testing and they can't at least say - yuppers, it looks like ya pulled a chest muscle in a weird place I rekin! It's like an old Godzilla movie where they leave the door open for a sequel. But maybe we can go forward now...and maybe he will stop trying to lift the world by himself. He doesn't remember doing anything in particular but his bookbag and briefcase are wicked. sigh.

Addendum: I got the call to come early and now have the precious cargo home. He is on the phone talking to school...he won't be teaching tomorrow either but because of muscle relaxers, pain killers and maybe a bit of 'what the heck, the week is a loss at this point anyway'. I think I may go in for the morning and then come home too. At this point I have missed the training that I wanted to attend with friends (I hope 'she' lets me catch another session) but can at least go in and salvage my job/prepare for Monday. I'm pooped.