-- and when I say small sad , I mean this in the greater idea of things.
We had tickets to the Giants game tonite being played at Fed Ex field pretty sweet tix. (lower level, 30 yard line Giants side.) I have never seen my beloved big blue play live, not even when I was in NY. Hubby was working from home because we had friends the coincidentally we going to the game as well and we were going to tailgate together. They were bringing the meat, we would bring the grill and the growlers of home brew.
Out of the blue, This morning my husband got sick. At 11 am he said I am not feeling well (he was fine earlier in the day) I brought him tea and took his temp… 101.8. He was having chills so badly it looked seizure like. I put Ice on him to bring the fever down. Took it again about 20 minutes later and the fever was still rising. We went to the urgent care office (he's got a primary care doctor, but this was closer and was urgent) They took his temp again and now his fever was 102.7 plus, his heart beat was thru the roof (147 per minute). They got the fever to come down (tylenol and Ibuprofen) and his heart rate to slow down. Diagnosis: He has a viral Flu like thing. They did not call it the flu. He will be ok. He is resting here at home. Unless his fever shoots up again or his heart starts racing again he just needs to let this work itself through. If anything like this happens in the next 72 hours, we were instructed to go to the ER as they can take blood tests and get results far more quickly, makes sense. This is an amazing urgent care facility.
He wanted me to go to the game anyway, and I was like
hell no. (It was a no brainer. The Giants are here every year, we can wait another year)
I'm just a little bummed about the game but very happy that Hubby is alright. In order to get him to stop feeling bad about this, we both decided to give the tickets away with one string attached: Pay it forward.
It makes my sad a lot less knowing that someone else is enjoying the game tonite.