There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something ever more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another which states that this has already happened…..The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy

Spent today just recovering  from the dang intestinal thing. Kicked back watch some television and this  too funny with the cast of Red Dwarf and Ainsley Harriot Can’t Smeg , Won’t Smeg found on You Tube

enjoy.  I am off to bed, hoping to be more myself tomorrow.

I’ve really become quite addicted to the Three Pines Mystery Series by Louise Penny. Awesome Canadian writer love the mysteries that I been reading by her. Best part being in my mind is that unlike so many modern mystery writers the murder doesn’t happen in the first chapter you are well introduced to a lot of the characters in the story before the murder occurs.  It also hauls you back to high school French classes.  It’s a fun read with interesting main characters.  Her story telling reminds me much of Agatha Christie style. Like a good mystery do check her out, she has a blog too.

Since I am still feeling blah and warn down I am taking my current book by her and headed to bed with tea  and a warm fur baby.

Got the awful intestinal virus thing that is going around been stuck between laying down and running to the outhouse, don’t need more info then that. It really wipes you out too. Can’t seem to keep anything down but moxie/ coke and Maalox. What a cocktail. Tried some dried toast today and still being queasy. Spent some time up today did the farm thing and am now headed back to bed. Getting blasted with snow today and tonight and will be cleaning off the car very early in morning before the snow plow arrives and the car needs to be moved. SO taking my cooties and headed back to bed with a Louise Penny novel.

My sister sent me a box of recipe magazines and I been going through them , keeping recipes I like and passing on the magazines to my sister in law and others. Last thing this place needs is more stuff hanging  around. So any way in one magazine came across this scone recipe , haven’t made them yet but I intend to soon.

Apple Cheddar Scones

1-3/4 cups All- Purpose Flour

2 Tblsp. Sugar

1-1/2 tsp. baking powder

1/2 tsp. salt

1/4 tsp. baking soda

1/3 Cup cold Butter

1 cup Buttermilk

1 C. Shredded Cheddar Cheese

1 C. Diced Apples

In a bowl combine the first five ingredients. Cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in buttermilk just until moistened. Gently fold in cheese and apples. Turn onto floured surface and knead 10 times.

Pat into 9-inch circle. Cut into 8 wedges. Separate wedges and place on a greased baking sheet.  Bake at 450 -degrees for 12-15 minutes or until golden brown. Makes 8

Just had to call an ambulance for Bill, and send him to the ED . Not sure what is happening , he was not looking good, and having cold sweats. I am sitting here waiting  and waiting. When I go to the emergency department with him it seems to make him more nervous and he worries about me being there.

The visiting nurse was here this morning and everything was pretty good, and he has been eating during the day and just doing his normal activities.

They found that he was allergic to the anti biotic he was sent out of the hospital with and took him off that and started him on prednisone  (sp?).

He has SVTs (Supraventricular tachycardia) he has an an extra electrical pathway to the heart that is a birth defect and they have suggested an ablation, but with the cancer  it was decided to wait off on it.

When I am stressed I blog  and blog nonsense it but it seems to get me thru the stress by concentrating on something else.  There are a lot worse things I could be doing no doubt. Which I can think of several right now but would only create more stress down the road.

He just called from the hospital and said they got him back in rhythm in the ambulance and they are doing blood work and chest x-ray for the pneumonia . He is getting antsy and wants to get out .  Grumpy beats complacency.

Long week and appointments and visiting nurses and what all , haven’t kept up. Late now and I am off to bed will try for a good post Saturday

You know one of the toughest things in keeping up with a blog other then remembering to post is coming up with a title for it. Today is one of those days where I just can’t think of anything.

Bill thought he might get out of the hospital today and had planned on doing so AMA I had to tell him no . He is not ready , and don’t want him coming out and relapsing and having to go through getting him back into the hospital.He was not a happy camper about it . I guess he figures I am sitting here alone partying without him.

He was telling me he had a visitor this evening. The therapy dogs came around for a visit , it was a big  Newfoundland. We met him getting off the elevator.  A big sloppy face greeting you as you get on the elevator is a bit surprising. He seemed very sweet tho.

Last night I was falling asleep at the computer , nothing new there have done so more then once , but have this recurring thought of having to call 911 because my nose is stuck between the keys … Imagine going to  a house on that kind of call , it would be one for the news or something and certainly would be a topic of entertainment up until who ever came retired.

So I finally gave up and went to bed early . Of course I was up two hours later ugh. Antennae tv really sucks , infomercials for hair, for  skin, start your own business, get in shape  I would have screamed by the time the fourth one came on but it was wayyyy to early in the morning. The people in those are the bottom of the barrel for acting too,  can’t imagine getting that excited over skin care products that cost more then my mobile bill.

Grabbing a book off the shelf and headed for bed

Creepy, tonight I am awake still , had a few hours of fitful sleep last night and not expecting much tonight either .

Extremely cold, thanks Kris for the arctic Canadian Blast. The wind is howling like a banshee rattling everything and flying junk around. Add some snow to the mix and tis not a night fit for man nor beasties. Not that there was any intention of going out in it, but do have to go out tomorrow to run an errand and head over to the hospital as well.

Stayed up last night with a book that was hardly worth reading but forced myself thru it . Titled My Sister, My Love , by Joyce C Oates. Basically it was a fictional twist on the JonBenet Ramsey  story told from the vantage point of the fictional brother, it might have been a good story minus the foot notes and the ramblings(kinda like my blog lol) that were too frequent and it just was more story then it needed to be in that format.

Well I guess I should try for some rest. If not there is always another book or a slew of infomercials to bore me to death.

Hoping for sleep where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies …. Did I just write that , ear worm is seeping out to my typing

“Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden-rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful land of Nod.” – Ella Wheeler Wilcox

It’s late or early or late depending how you look at it. I can’t sleep stressing over hubby in hospital. This time it is for pneumonia. It is so difficult because he is so unhappy having to be there, doesn’t like that every time he gets a meal  they always come in to poke at him , by the time they are done messing around he has a cold meal.  I get the brunt of his anger and I know he doesn’t mean it but it hurts. It’s not as if I can do much other then telling the nurses how frustrated he is by it, and hope they can work around his meal. Yet he seems to think I have some control on it and it’s as frustrating on my end as it is on his that I can’t do much more.

His blood has been thinned out so much from the blood thinners they have him on and that along with the pneumonia and cancer his  system is so off. They had to give him a unit of blood tonight. I am very stressed by all this but have to trust that he is in good hands and they will do the right thing for him.  I just can’t seem to sleep, thinking and worrying. Slept about three hours last night and hardly expect to get that much more tonight . Cut off the caffeine early hoping that would help but it has only made me groggy in the afternoon when we went to visit, and not sleepy at all now.

I guess that these are some of the things you have to expect when your loved one has cancer. It’s like a cruel roller coaster ride and have to weigh the good to the bad.

Took the fur baby up when I went to visit with Erik, and that seemed to cheer him up some , but by the time I had returned home and called him back , as he asked me to , he was angry again. I don’t know if all this has something to do with the medical issues going on, but it is  very jarring on my nerves and never sure what to expect when he calls. I am just hoping they get this straight and I can have my kind jovial husband back .