Chapter 7: The Godfather comes to dinner?

It's beautiful out.  What a gorgeous morning.  I roll over in bed to wake my sleeping husband....

shit. 

He's still in the hospital.  and Wait - so am I?  What the hell?  Oh that's right.  I slept over at his request.  and I'm not in a bed I'm in a chair.  

Well doesn't this just suck.  And the weirdest night ever.  In the middle of the night the door opened, a man in a black fedora and black overcoat slithers over to the side of the bed shakes John's hand. asks if his leg is still bad, shakes my hand and leaves.  it's about 3AM.  It took me till I was already home to figure out that this was Dr Feldner. All the while I kept feeling like I was in that hospital scene in the Godfather.  

Believe it or not, I get up, go home because I have to feed the felines. Take a shower etc.  I get home and take care of these things, then I make coffee and am settling into work when I get a panicked phone call from John.  

"Honey, you have to come here immediately - hurry"

You'd think by now I would know his code.  But no.  I drop what I'm doing, pack up and rush back over there.  I fly through security without stopping, signing in and getting a badge.  Why?

Because we don't need no stinkin' badges.  THAT'S WHY. 

Sorry - I couldn't resist.  But anyway.  I get to the room and he's all smiles and eating and drinking coffee. I kiss him and ask him what is wrong ?

"I missed you and wanted you here" He replied. 

How sweet, how adorable - why do I have the urge to punch him? 

So I set up shop and go to work.  A few hours later, I get a text from Jeanie.  She has planned a little dinner party.  Valerie and Sean, our younger selves, are coming to visit along with Jeanie and Joe.  Should be fun.  But wait, there's more.  Jeanie is making dinner.  Not just any dinner but Beanie Weanie - John's Favorite food on the planet.  We are all having Pasta and Sauce with sausage and meatballs.  There's soda and good friends and good food.  

While I am working and anticipating the fun for later, We get a visit from the Renal Docs AND the Dr Chobani.  The Renal docs tell us his Kidneys are in perfect working order.  They are the kidneys of a 20 year old.  His electrolytes are all balanced but they want to keep him on the sodium drip a little bit longer. 

Dr Chobani comes in and tells me he has cancer in his bones and the fractured Rib is from coughing and a lesion on them.  I ask him if that is the result of the bone scan.  He tells me yes and leaves.  I am just wrapping my head around this when he walks back in and says

"He had a Bone Scan?  When was this?"

You are !@@^!%$^@#!*& kidding me.   you ordered the %^@&#%*!^@# test and you don't know that he not only had it but the results are probably on your damn desk?  

I'm starting not to like him very much.

So dinner time comes and we are having an amazing time visiting and eating and drinking. Beanie Weanie is the hit we hoped it would be.  But he's in a lot of pain so we cut the night short.  

I wait til he has his night time percocet then head home.  To our poor cats, Magoo and Baboo, who miss John terribly and look at me accusingly as if I have taken him from our home and murdered him.  

I fall into a dreamless sleep.  Grateful to our good friends and wildly exhausted.