My Hubby has been sick all week. He is stubborn and a baby, which makes for a lot of 'fun' (hear the dripping sarcasm) for me.
Finally, after telling him all week that he needs to go to the doctor, and that I thought it seemed like IBS or colitis, he went to the doc this afteroon and got told it seems like colitis or less likely, pancreatitis.
Monday he goes for a bit CT scan of his abdomen and pelvis, and he has to drink a ton of dye stuff for it.
Aren't we a pair?
The man refuses to eat blandly, which is the A number one thing he MUST do to let his inflammed intestines get a rest. I have been saying this repeatedly and been being ignored. Now, he will ignore the doc I guess.
He had french onion soup and chicken fingers for lunch. The chicken is too greasy, but he wouldn't listen. <sigh>
I guess it is some kind of macho 'I don't do bland, that's for sissies' thing, which is strange, because my Hubby is usually not that kind of guy.
Prayers please for Hubby and for me, that I don't kill him before we figure out what is going on. LOL
No, seriously, I hate when he gets any kind of big thing, because, he is the sole provider for the 5 of us, and as you know, I am falling apart on my best day. I am more worried and scared about him than anything for me. :(