Oct 27 2011
fever spiking and going down for past few days, nurses are great about changing sheets and helping out whereever possible. Ufortunately, all I can do is lay around and make work for them by soaking sheets with sweat and eating ice and such. They’re taking lots of blood for cultures, got an ECG for the first time as well as an EKG when first coming into hospital and an xray. On two different types of blood thinners to prevent further clots, but they can’t do anything about the one that’s already there except wait for the body to deal with it.
I’m frustrated because I was keeping up all the recommendations, legs elevated in bed at or above the heart; doing my in-bed PT exercises nearly every day; walking more than to and from the bathroom several times a day plus walking a little extra, especially on appointment days; had even gotten up to walking down several houses and back (Round Rock has TERRIBLE sidewalks). Now I can barely stumble the step it takes to get the bedside commode, can’t move or anything without help, and spiking 103 fevers every night isn’t helping.
At least this part isn’t cancer, even though they aren’t quite sure about why the fevers keep coming around. I miss home, but the upside is that the helper is hopefully getting a little bit of rest having only one person to take care of so constantly so she’ll be able to catch up on rest. Nathan has stopped by the last couple of nights which has been nice. I miss my kids bunches, will probably miss Wednesday’s first real crawl being stuck in herel instead of her cute 5 point crawl-scoot she’s been managing.
This has been a bad time all around. But a perfect example of the one step forward, three steps back concept in healing. At least it isn’t cancer bears repeating.
One good note: Whether or not it gets finished, I wrote the first third (possibly fourth, depending on how the sections break down) of something brand-new that I had no idea of before all this latest cancer round started. So that seems like progress to me.