Rough Week: Hospital

I have been MIA from reading blogs and writing my own.
Andrew has been in the hospital.  I took him Wednesday around 11 AM.   He was sick LAST week. HE came home from work Wednesday morning throwing up. He was sick until Friday. The bowel movements were also an issue. Friday he drove himself to Urgent care to get IV fluids since he had not ate any food or been able to keep anything down. He was told it was probably norovirus that is going around. We thought this was odd since no one we knew had been sick.  I slept on the couch anyway Wed-Friday and I had him not touch Anika's toys, food, clothes, etc.  Friday  night he felt better and I went back to our bed.  
 Saturday and Sunday he still had some bowel issues but no more throwing up. We went out and did stuff. HE acted fine. Monday he went to work. Tuesday he was home from work anyway and cleaned the house and then picked Anika up.

 Tuesday night I woke up and heard him throwing up in our downstairs bathroom. He told me it was his acid reflux, but I knew it wasn't.   Andrew was supposed to take Anika to a chiropractor appointment Wednesday Morning and then keep her for the day. We have to pay Miss B no matter what, but Andrew wanted to keep her. Come Wednesday AM, and THAT was not going to happen. There was no way he could even move from the bathroom or our bed with a bucket (yes, we have a puke bucket). I took A to her apt. and then took her to Miss B's house. I called home around 10 AM from work and Andrew sounded bad! He couldn't even really talk to me. I went home and he was in bad shape. He Could barely move.  He was also just non stop puking. I helped him to the car and wanted to drive him to the same urgent care he went to the other day.  It is 50 minutes from us.  Oh, I will mention- I called his doctor from my work before I went home. His dr assumed it was rotovirus and said NOT to have him come in, but to get him to an ER, But not THEIR ER because it was full.  That was fine because that ER is not a great one. I just had a feeling it was something more, so I mentioned lead poisoning since Andrew works with lead, but its not that and I knew that. A.) his levels are checked often and B.)  the symptoms for lead poisoning are way different (I googled it).  I was just saying it to try to get someone to talk to me.  I also even said how his Mom died of colon cancer. Ok, so his mom is not his bio mom, but I was just trying to get somewhere. I guess his dr. called Andrew himself (After I called my mom and said how useless he is and DENIED to see Andrew). His dr. told him that he needed to get himself to an ER, even if by ambulance. I didn't find this out until way later that his dr. had even called him.   I think his dr. is pretty useless, but I am having a hard time finding doctors who are taking new patients!

On the way to the hospital, Andrew was puking. It smelled like DEATH in my car.   Every time he would make those noises and I would hear it hit the bucket, I turned the radio up and put my window down. He was turning my heat on and off. and on off. He was shaking. I was gagging and then I could feel the puke coming up from me...not because I was sick- because I was grossed the Eff out.   I reached for my trash bucket.. THEN, I was getting pulled over.  THE COP was an Insane asshole. 
I will have to continue this story later because I have to go. I thought I was just going to tell you why I have been MIA, but then I got writing this all down. I actually have a lot to say- NOt just about his sickness and all, but stuff I learned about myself while caring for him. SOME are even ugly truths I feel ashamed to admit.
There is a lot that has happened since then, but I will just say , he ended up being transported by ambulance from the highway.  HE is still in the hospital now and we still don't know what is wrong. Its horrible.  He is at least responsive now and yesterday, unlike Wednesday.
To be continued. Sorry.