I was wondering why Manolis didn’t call Maria on her birthday yesterday. I tried him several times, left a message and a text — although I’m not sure his phone accepts them. I just figured his phone broke (he buys a cheap phone each summer when he goes to Greece) and he’d call when he could. He called today on his friend’s cell phone (his battery died) and said his nose started bleeding again, they couldn’t get it stopped, and he’s been in the hospital since Monday!! They shoved a balloon up his nostril a couple times and have cauterized it a couple times and it still hasn’t stopped. He had surgery for the nose bleeds in Phoenix 18 months ago and it was better than it had been ever in his life; he was so excited!
I don’t know what happened. His doc said the polyps came back, that surgery only lasts a year (which sounds like bs to me). Fortunately Manolis’ heart and blood tests are good, but his blood pressure has been very high because of the pain. I don’t know why the hell they don’t give him more pain meds. He needs an advocate there to help him. He’s scared of doctors and hospitals and it makes me crazy to think of him there alone (though he has had friends visit). He said the food is really bad (rice, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese — must be a special on white food that are simple carbs) and that he’s losing weight. Oh yea, and he said he doesn’t want to die there because he wants to be cremated over here…….. How am I supposed to get my work done this afternoon with this nonsense going on?!
Maria had a good birthday yesterday. She immediately noticed the purple streamers I put up in the living room, but not the balloons in her bedroom. She also immediately started grabbing for the gift bags! The gift she loved the most was the phone. I gave her a kids phone that sounds just like a real phone. I only wish we could record a message on it. I swear she kept thinking her daddy was going to be on the line, so she seemed excited yet disappointed. She ate cupcakes before dinner and just had fun all day long!
Saturday we’re going to the circus. I just hope her daddy gets out of the hospital soon, and fixed, and not too traumatized.
Manolis asked me if I had a dream that he was in the hospital, I said no, that I thought everything was fine, but now that I think of it, Maria has seemed a bit agitated and out of sorts this week, not sleeping well at night. I wonder if she knew somehow…