This is Frenchie.  He's my sweet little parakeet, now 4 years old.  Last night he was Jostled, and I mean JOSTLED awake, as was The Hubby and I.  Did you feel it, the earthquake.  A little before 11:30 last night I was in a deep sleep when I heard Frenchie flitting around in his cage and then the hangy-things in the armoire jingling and the whole house SHAKING!  I just laid there feeling it and listening as the house creaked and the jingling-jangling happened.  When it stopped I jumped up and went into the living room to check on The Hubby (I'll explain in a bit). He was up but nowhere to be seen.  Then I heard him in the off the kitchen bathroom.  I asked him if he felt it and he said yes but he thought it was the wind except the bird was going NUTS!  It freaked dear Frenchie out. We had another one a few weeks ago that sent him flitting, but it wasn't big enough I could feel, he did.  My phone quickly rumbled as the first kiddo texted me.  Yes we felt it.  I got on the earthquake site and it said it was a 5.1 out of Prague, Oklahoma, not far away.  Of course, on Facebook it was lit up with everyone posting about feeling it. Hate them but then curious because they're kind of cool.  I'm weird, I know.

Now, The Hubby.  Well, he woke up in the middle of the night Thursday night with a burning, you know.  He was absolutely miserable.  He finally got into his Doctor and he has a UTI.  Not sure how he got it but I think he hasn't been drinking enough water, my opinion, and too much tea.  I also suspicion he might have a stone, but we will see by Monday.  He's on meds, cranberry juice and I finally got a bit of food down him last night and this morning.  He kind of scared me yesterday because he had just taken the first go around of the meds a hour before but he was in his chair shaking and shivering so much and his breathing was shallow.  I kind of FREAKED!    He did not have fever, FYI, in fact his temperature was 97!  He was sleeping, thankfully since he'd been up all night long, but he scared me.  I called his doctor because my mind went to sepsis.  They calmed me and directed to watch him and if he got worse to go to the ER.  Also, B's bestie who is a PA and deals with the VA and old men and their down-unders, reassured me too.  He did settle down in about an hour and got peaceful in his sleep. After awhile I got him to eat some cheese and crackers and a cup of fruit that he loves.  He's better today although the "stream" is a bit lacking, and he's not in pain anymore.  I told him if that continues he needs to call the doctor again, in fact see his urologist to make sure he doesn't have a stone blocking it.  

That being said our Friday night was supposed to be watching the oldest Grandgirl but I just didn't know if I would be taking him to the ER or not.  Hopefully soon we will have her.  I sure hope he gets better next weekend so we can go to the Mardi Gras party, but all in good time.

So this weekend will be staying close to home, watching him and staying out of the rain.  It's quite dreary out there.