Today I have good news and well, not so good news.
First the Good News!
Today we are that much closer to realizing our dream. We met with the bank on Saturday to sign the mortgage documents and today we met with the lawyers to sign the conveyancing. All the paperwork has been completed. All the inspections, stresses, documentation, and of course, the waiting is over!
We only have one more thing standing in our way: getting the keys. We are picking those up on Thursday!!!! Well, I am picking them up. Alex will be waiting at home by the phone to hear from me once I have the keys… Hooray!!!!
We drove by the place today on our way back from the lawyers and we were thrilled to see “SOLD” signs in the windows of our home…. What a great feeling. Alex looked like he was going to break out in song.
We can start moving stuff in as early as Friday…. Yippee!!
Now for the “Not So Good News”
Friday afternoon, I got a call from Alex. He was panicky and out of breath. Apparently, Nykie had another relapse. (Expletive deleted)!!!!!!
While taking Nykie for a walk in the early afternoon, he experienced another “attack”. It took Alex over 30 minutes to get him home. As soon as he got Nykie settled in, he started experiencing chest pains. So, he called me right away.
Fortunately, I was on my way home. I got home around 3:30 and took him straight to the ER. I dropped him off and took the car home. Once home, I looked in on Nykie and made sure he was okay. He looked so tired and frail. His eyes were doing that darting from left to right in a rapid pace. But, a huge sigh of relief came over me when I noticed they were moving much more slowly than the last time. He also gladly took some cookies from me and ate them. TWO HUGE SIGNS THAT ALL WAS GOING TO BE OKAY!
So, off to the hospital I went. After being stuck in the waiting room for, what seemed, FOREVER, I was allowed to go and see him. Talk about looking “frail and tired”…. They had Alex hooked up to a number of pieces of equipment and were getting ready to hook up an IV. They didn’t take any chances this time and began pumping drugs into him. First came the morphine, then the lidocaine, and then something called “pink lady” (how appropriate). Within minutes of the morphine being pumped into him, he started to observe that his lips were numb and he couldn’t feel his fingers…. Good signs, apparently.
Once the drugs kicked in, we began to wait. And wait. And wait. And wait. And guess what? We waited some more.
Around 7:00, I told Alex I was going to go home and check on the dog and grab a bit of dinner. So, off I went. I stopped in at “Fatburger” on Davie. OMG!!! What a great barbecue bacon burger with rings…. But, I digress….
I got home in time to take Nykie for a walk and tried to feed him a bit. Nope. Wouldn’t have any of it… AUGH!!!!
After sitting with him for about 45 minutes, I went back to the hospital to check on Alex. When I got there, what did I see? I saw my husband! He was grumpy and impatient. My husband was obviously feeling better. We sat there for about another 45 minutes and finally a nurse came by and told us he could go home.
You didn’t need to tell us twice. So, we got his clothes back on and headed for home.When we walked in the door, master and dog were united. They both breathed a sign of relief.
As did I.
And how was your weekend?
Al Zylstra 