Update before Princesses Turn into Pumpkins or Something Like That

Dr. W came in this evening to say David’s WBC was elevated much more so that the “normal” it was on Friday at Dr. B’s office. This could indicate infection. He ammonia level was elevated. This could indicate infection. His hemoglobin was 7 and his iron is low. Neither of us have received the scan results yet, but we are both expecting fluid collection and he and I both agreed the augmentin can cause C Diff and that was worth pursuing also. David has received a unit of iron and is working on IV antibiotics (vancomycin). The same one he got in Fayetteville. There could be several issues at play here in my opinion and the frustrating thing is they all have these same symptoms. David was a bit agitated this evening. He knows he is confused and in the hospital but wanted to know how we would be going home in the night. It is hard that he cannot fully understand and whatever is making him so disoriented and outside of himself is difficult to pin point right away. He is currently sleeping and sweating at the same time. Temp was 99 just now. The room as been hot and his nurse rolled in a air blower machine and it can blow cool or warm air. I have been using the hose on it to direct the air onto David. He says it is good but then gets irritated with it. So here goes another sleepless night watching him sleep and reading everything about everything on Google trying to diagnose him.

David’s mom came and stayed with him so I could go home and check on the cats and then grab some dinner. They didn’t bring him anything to eat this evening, so I just grabbed some Chick fil A. and woofed mine down in the car. He didn’t even want a bite of his but he sipped on the lemonade while I held it because he cannot hold anything right now.

While I was picking up the food and getting gas, I drove by all of the Christmas lights in town and found it hard to be excited about them this year. I usually always manage to ride down Christmas Lane every time I am in town but somehow, this year, I just haven’t even done it once.

Why is this happening? It is so lonely. I know we are where we need to be and I trust Dr. W fully. I just want to be home with him…normal like. Sitting on the couch enjoying the Christmas lights and laughing about something we are watching.

Now I have to hope I remembered to bring all of my contact stuff and tackle removing this new scelera lens which is giving me so much anxiety it isn’t funny.

Nite from the hospital chair.