"Just the Facts:-- Another hospital day, doing better, loaded up with IV anti-biotics, clear mind, but noticed some slight issues later in the day. Continuing to adjust medicine.
So the last time I wrote, was 5 days ago. Seems we have lived a life time in that 5 days. B had just been put in the hospital for an injury and problems with his mind clarity due to the meds he was on. Our biggest hope was that B would be released in time for our daughters graduation. He was very agitated about this and some other items that happened on Sunday night. So I needed to spend the night on Monday night at the hospital with him to calm him down a bit. During his short stay a weird thing happen on the Saturday night, the nurses with setting up to infuse him and while preparing everything, his catheter tube burst, causing blood to spurt out everywhere, he had a dark shirt on and blood saturated that. They fortunately knew what to do to cap it off and contain the problem. He was then scheduled for Monday to get the catheter replaced. As I think back on this event, I ponder the question what if, he had been at home during this time, instead of in the BMT section of the hospital with a 24 hour watch. These catheters are set up to easily drain your fluids with a simple unclamping of the tube. I believe that we were being watched over even in the midst of this circumstance. PTL. So, back to getting out and making the graduation, that morning was hectic enough, having had to sleep at the hospital, then get home, clean up and dressed and drive to the event, much less wait for the team of doctors to round and assess B. As you would imagine I get a call from B right in the middle of the event that the doctors are rounding. The ceremony continues with our Pastor being very gracious to our daughter, knowing her dad was not able to attend and witness and share this mile stone with her. He was standing in the gap, so to speak and he did a lovely job of it. Anyhow I am driving off the campus and I get the call, "I'm released, come get me". Kinda bittersweet, but glad to get B just the same. We didn't actually get out until 4pm, it just takes hospitals a while to print out all that NCR preprinted paper for you to sign, I guess.
We finally get B home, try to have a calm evening, and get him used to being at home again. He actually does pretty well, having just been in surgery for the catheter the day before and under the microscope for a few days. The next morning he wakes at 6 and says he is lightheaded. This is understandable considering all the medicines he is on, but this was a bit different. I helped him to the bathroom, then back to bed, then he got cold, and felt weird. I got the BP cuff and took a reading....ut oh, super high, then checked the glucose...that was OK. Piled on the blankets...got some cereal and liquids in case of dehydration. Things seemed to settle in the next hour, wasn't cold anymore, BP was better, but heart rate was high. He went back to sleep and I moved on to get to work, having had such an up and down attendance in the last week.
I talked to our daughter several times to keep tabs, but then was told he was too lightheaded. He had a docs appointment in the morning and we weren't going to miss it, so I left work, to help get him there. When I got home I noticed he was burning up. He wasn't in the docs for more than 10 minutes when they moved him down to infusion and starting labs and testing. During this session, he began to get really cold, and then went into a full blown Rygers event. He was then carried away to ER via ambulance, where, (sometime I wonder if they really know what they are doing in there?) he was then admitted back into the hospital. It turns out that the original catheter's tip was infected and when they removed it on Monday it left behind some bacteria that floated into his system. The caused septic poisoning and they had to IV dose him with major anti-biotics. This was the first day in a week that he woke with a clear mind. These past months events remind me of a story in the Good Book, about a really good man that encounters all sorts of trouble. The gist of the story is to see if the man turns from his faith. Well, he passed the test, but his wife doesn't fare so well. I think the inclination for a person enduring hardship is to cling even more tight to his faith. I know that has been the case for us, and I hope you all know where to turn during difficult times. PS, pray for me, so I don't go down the road of the good mans' wife. She blew it! Thanks again for all the love and prayer and support being provided. We are nearing the end I can feel it, but still a few more bumps in the road to get there. Oh, and Congratulations to our daughter graduating!
Until next time,
Hopeful Believer.
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