At the hospital today. I came here yesterday and spent the night.
My MIL was improving until yesterday. When we got here, her blood pressure, and glucose (blood sugar) was very high. They were able to control it with insulin and different blood pressure meds but she has an infection.
We have been keeping a log book to journal the days, meds, what she eats, how she feels etc.
I finally took an Advil pm at 2am so I could sleep and at 3:30 this morning, they were in here (loudly-sheesh RUDE) and I had to crawl out of my stupor to write. Her blood cultures had come back and the infection was worse so they added another antibiotic to her others.
The doctor on-call told us that the infection was most likely caused by the stent in her stomach. When they did the surgery, there is blood and tumors and tiny bacteria come in and ruin the day.
So going home Tuesday is out and we shall party on.
Her daily goal is to beat the infection and go #2 (then there will be fireworks!) fun times is what we are having around here. Plus? I got to tell her what a shart is. After the prune juice and Dulcolax, you don't want to fart and get a surprise!!)
The good news is that I have had time to read, relax and pray, catch up on FB and blogs, make a few phone calls and drink an insane amount of coffee.
Also, the nurses are adorable, the one today looks like Kristin Dunst. The aide last night was a dead ringer for John Cleese. Sadly, he wasn't as funny so I kicked him out.
I saw some beautiful fireworks from the windows (yea 7th floor!)
I am so touched by your comments. I feel so fortunate being able to make you laugh (and cry, my power is endless) my mother would be so proud! She always made people laugh, although I tend to lean towards sarcasm.
I am waiting for my sweet husband to get here so I can enjoy a little sunshine and have lunch. I need to work tomorrow so I am going home later.
I saw some people who are customers from work while I was in the waiting room during suppository time. They took his mom off dialysis permanently and are just waiting for her to pass. I was there a few years ago and it is torture, I told them I would be thinking about them.
Our friend who was here in the hospital went home, he will resume chemo and try to continue to fight. He says "buying time" but isn't that what we are all doing?
Have a great day!