I think this might become my new profile picture.
Yesterday was a blur. At 6:30 a.m. I drove DH to the hospital in San Francisco where he/we spent 6 hrs in the ER. He's fine now. Well, maybe not fine but certainly ok.
I had first called the Advice Nurse and due to his symptoms and his age she urged us to go. I was not at all surprised that she recommended the ER but oh that bit about age hit home. Yes, I suppose we are officially "Old People" but I hate being reminded of that.
The shingles are falling off, there is dry rot and the roof leaks. Not much we can do about it.
Off to get my morning coffee.