I’m back from taking the ex for his colonoscopy.
Apparently, he likes Demoral much better than morphine. He babbled a lot for an hour afterwards.
I suppose, if I were an evil ex-wife, I could have gotten him to do any of a number of things. Instead, I took him to a buffet and made sure he got sufficient protein and vegetables to dilute the Demoral and restore some of his strength. A few words to the waitress and he had an unlimited supply of water and weak tea to rehydrate him from the crud he had to drink to prepare for the colonoscopy, the dry air of the clinic, and the procedure itself.
Then I took him to a store and had him pick out snack foods he was willing to eat and a couple of movies to watch.
Last, I took him home, plopped him in front of his TV with a couple of pitchers of water and tea, his new snacks, a remote and his movies. I fed and walked his dog.
And then I left him.
Now, I’m at home, finishing up the last few things I need to do to get ready for MedFaire. Most of those things are ones to make sure my hearing partner has what he needs to perform his job efficiently and fit into the atmosphere of the Faire. He needs some matching dawgie bags and at least one new costume.
It also means making special provision for his friend, who isn’t a service dog (although she has potential…) but gets to come with us because MedFair is pet-friendly. For her, I’m building a carriage all barded up in blue. When I get it finished, I’ll post a pic. She will be happier inside it. If it gets cold, she’ll stay warm in there, and if it gets hot, I have ways to help her stay cool.
Itzl may spend some time inside the barded up wheeled crate with her, but he knows his place will be with me, particularly since I will be doing some work that will require a hearing ability I lack. He will alert me to them and everyone will be happy.
Tomorrow’s my last day to get everything done, since I had to spend over 6 hours helping my ex get through his colonoscopy. The sacrifices one makes to keep vows…
