I thought I'd get this rolling (unless someone else is getting it rolling and I didn't see it or they beat me to it, then follow theirs).
Last night we had NationalNight Out in the neighborhood. Everything was going great, everyone swooned over Tank, but on the walk back (which is about 2 blocks away) I looked down at Danno's hands and they were turning purple, even his finger tips. They were ice cold and that sent me into panic mode.
We got him back home, and I thought they might settle back down. It was in the 80s when we were walking but I didn't notice it being cold at all. Yet, I thought maybe he'd get back to normal here. Nope. By 9pm I'm on the phone with the afterhours nurseline.
The plan was to watch him, get him into a shower to warm up and try that. If anything else pops up, we would head into the ER. Thankfully Danno warmed up and I'm waiting for the docs office to open.
My hubster gets cold hands and feet. He's trying to calm me, but I kept seeing my baby colaspe into my arms like he did after his fall on the stairs. I couldn't shake that image from my mind.
So, we will need to look into some testing I supose. I'm okay if it's a hereditary condition. But I'd like to know what it is. Could it by Rhynauds? Could it be something else, like anxiety? Is there treatment? All I know is that it was pretty scary for me and this momma bear didn't sleep much as she was checking on his hands frequently.
I'm sorry I don't have a fun post for this morning, so I invite you to post something witty, funny, or singy...becuase who doesn't sing under stress? right? yah....just run with it. LOL.
Here's to a great day folks! Leo, out there in LeoLand...hope you're holding up on your travels.
And big shout outs to all who are reading and either don't have time to post or are super busy. And if it's fibro holding you at bay, then I sure hope the flares and pains pass very soon for you.
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