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On Saturday February 8th, my spouse, J, started feeling quite poorly. As per house operating instructions and her request, we left her alone. Until Sunday evening when I found her laying on the bathroom floor unable to rise or to respond coherently.

Emergency responders were called, and by 6:30 Monday morning J was admitted to the hospital.

The first problem was, what the FUCK was going on? An unfortunate meds interaction was deemed plausible and steps were taken to suss that out. Around 5:00 Monday evening J could formulate sentences and retain information. She had, and still has, no memory from mid-morning Saturday to Monday around 3:00 p.m.

A few things were determined over the course of her stay. First, she has some sort of sleep hypoxia. Home Medical came by this afternoon and set up nighttime supplemental oxygen. Second, her uncontrolled back pain for the last thirteen months has a tentative cause: hip tendinopathy in conjunction with normal spinal degradation. Third, the in-hindsight best guess as to what happened in something like "the covid a couple weeks ago -> dehydration -> feeling unwell -> more dehydration -> some confusion -> accidentally cold-turkey-quitting a whole bunch of meds that CANNOT be abruptly stopped without dangerous effects."

I stayed with her in the hospital from Sunday night until 2:00 this afternoon when she was discharged. We are both home, she is much much better, there are a lot of appointments and phone calls and such to wrangle. But for now?

Home, sleep in our bed, and actual hot showers in the morning.