9:57am
We have made it to Thursday. Nathaniel’s been in the hospital for 11 days and the ICU for 6 days. He doesn’t need to be in the ICU anymore but they can’t find him a bed on the floor so here he sits. There are worse places to be — like the ER — so we’ll take it.
I am out of clothes and meds today so once the doctors do rounds I’ll be leaving for home. There’s a foot-tall stack of mail waiting for me to process it, along with a dozen or so other chores that I will probably ignore. As with all “conferences”, I try to hold to the 5-2-1 rule: 5 hours of sleep, 2 actual meals, and 1 shower. In reality I’ve been holding to the 4-1-hahaha-you’re-funny rule: 4 hours of interrupted sleep, 1 actual meal, and showers happen when I get home. But I am intentionally under-packing when I get here so that I must go home every 3 days.
The dogs are still at Petsmart and based on the pictures I’m getting, they’re doing well.
Nathaniel has actually started to pick at his meal tray!
The docs are still trying to assess why he’s having abdominal pain and exactly how bad his liver is. They pulled 2L of fluid off his abdomen yesterday and they sent some of that to culture. They’re planning to run an MRI probably today (it’s not stat). Outside of those things he’s supposed to sit tight and relax and rest and sleep. We’ll see how well he does after I leave, which are his hardest times. I am 100% sure that if the situation was reversed I’d freak out whenever he left too.
More later, rounds are beginning!