Sunny and warm, nice day.
Today was a strange day. Really. I slept in till almost noon, and got up just afterwards. Fumihiko got up early and went to get more accupuncture, but it didn't work at all today.
We went to Jiro, one of our favourite places to eat on Sundays. It was really nice. After that, we came home and Fumihiko went to bed again. He couldn't get comfortable and later went to the Sunday doctor. He got a shot, although not a strong one, and some medicine. He pronounced that it helped and now he wanted to go out. We went to the Mikawa mall after deciding that we'd go to Saipan for our holiday next month.
We got to the mall, and Fumihiko grabbed a shopping cart to use as a walker. He was really not looking good. We picked up some travel brochures and had a look at them. Saipan/Guam was doable from Niigata or Sendai airports.
Then, we talked to the travel agent. She did some checking for us and we found out that Guam and Saipan were basically full or really expensive (175,000 per person for 4 days-of which two were travelling days!), but we could try going to Singapore. We did some looking and thinking and asking and it looks like that's where we're going to go. Fumihiko's work schedule is set so we can't go earlier or come back later. It's a pain. I got a bit teary-eyed in the store looking at brochures for Canada. This is the first year in a few that I haven't been planning a trip home at this time of year. Sigh.
Fumihiko was really doing badly by the end of all of this, so we decided to eat and then go home. We went to the Genghis Khan restaurant in Mikawa. It was good, but not as good as last time we went. Maybe because Fumihiko wasn't feeling well?
We came home, and that's when things started to get a bit weird. Fumihiko's driving was, in my opinion, questionable. It looked like he was driving too far to the right. I asked him about it and he said he was fine. When we got nearer Tsuruoka, we missed the turnoff, but that has happened before. We ended up going down a very narrow road, behind a car. The car in front drove to the left, Fumihiko drove in the middle of the road. Then, the car in front slowed down. We stopped in time, but it looked to me like Fumihiko didn't slow down early enough. I gasped quite audibly and Fumihiko told me not to worry. I said that I did and would he slow down. He refused. I told him I thought he was driving like he was drunk, or close to it. He'd had medicine earlier in the evening after all, maybe it impaired him? He asked me if I'd like to get out of the car and walk home, and I said I would. He pulled over to the curb on a fairly busy street, and I got out. He drove home without me.
It was a lovely evening and I didn't mind walking. I was thinking about what I should have done. I think I should have asked him to call the drive you home service to drive him from Mikawa, but I'm sure he wouldn't have done it.
I also thought that his actions proved that I was right to get out of the car. We weren't fighting and there was no anger involved, I just had a really bad feeling. He'd been slurring his words all day, and I had to ask him to repeat himself many times. He did NOT drink any alcohol today. I knew he wasn't drunk, but I did worry about the medicine he took. Usually he's fine, but his back is so bad today that he was/is acting very strangely.
When I got back to the apartment I saw his car in the parking lot, but the interior light was on. I thought maybe he was waiting in the car for me, but he wasn't. I went over to the car and found his door ajar, and unlocked. This was weird. I went into the apartment, found him lying on the bed trying to sleep. I took his keys out to the car, locked it, and then came back in.
The rest of the evening he has been up and down, trying to find a way to make his body hurt less. He's covered himself with the heating plasters that the doctors have given him, taken at least two hot baths, and has taken more medicine.
Tomorrow he's planning to go to his usual doctor for help. I hope he gets some relief because he's driving me crazy. I'm not a good person with sick people and it's a huge strain on me not to start yelling at him. I do know that if I did, I'd feel really guilty about it, so I'm trying to be helpful, but it's hard when I can't help at all. My suggestion of a hot water bottle was accepted, but I don't know if it's helped him. Probably not.
So, it was a strange day. I hope tomorrow is better or I might just run away! Don't know where I'd go though.
Gotta go, night!
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