took hubby to the e.r. on Saturday, he was admitted for an intestinal blockage, and Tuesday nite we had emergency surgery. He's got a nice new 13" zipper, but he's okay, thank goodness. They hadn't wanted to do this surgery back in December because of his weight, blood pressure, AAA, and the list goes on. Thank goodness we got a few pounds off of him (27) and got his bp under control as well, with meds and the diet, before they had to go in. He's on liquid diet for the next couple of days, then we go to soft foods, and then right back on Atkins. If he even thinks of looking in the direction of Mickey D's, Joyce, I think I'll kill him myself! At least it would be quick and infinitely less painful for me than watching him slowly kill himself.
Brought him home this afternoon...I just hope I can keep him here. We've had enough excitement for one week.
Love and hugs to my breast friends....