After several weeks of calm life it got interesting again.
Monday morning I woke up to the heat not working, again. Based on the symptoms this time I knew it was going to be a relatively easy & inexpensive fix, but had to wait until DH came home from work. He diagnosed it as being the second motor and we just had to track it down.
Monday night we had a really fun time. DH started a good fire in the fireplace, we moved our three small space heaters around the house and managed to keep the house a comfortable 66. The girls wanted to watch Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - so we just cuddled up and watched it together.
Then...at 1:30 Tuesday morning I woke up in excruciating pain. I had to wake up DH several times. I thought I was going to die. As soon as we could get someone over Tuesday morning, DH drove me to the ER at the hospital. Apparently, my Gallbladder had been in bad shape for awhile. I spent the entire day in the ER waiting for space in the operating rooms to do the surgery. I didn't get into surgery until 10:30 that night, so I also ended up spending the night at the hospital.
DH had the nearly impossible task of coordinating help with my SILs, finding the part to fix (and actually fix the heater) and be with me to be able to sign paperwork and be my voice as they had me on heavy narcotics throughout the day. Yeah for DH as he managed to get all this done and really be with me throughout all of this.
The heater fix ended up costing only $6 for the part and took him about 15 minutes to replace. The house I cam home to is pretty clean and the chores are all done. The kids were happy, although they did miss me. And, apparently all my little niggling body pains and issues were mainly related to the gallbladder - so here is hoping I will be in better shape in a couple of weeks.
Now the pain medicine is kicking in and I'm going to take a nap.