It is a day of mixed blessings. Tom does not have anything wrong with his heart, says the echo at BJC. I'm still waiting for results from the Cornfield hospital. Tom does not have any blood clots in his legs. Tom has lost 10 lbs overnight with the help of lasix. Pee, Tom, pee! Tom's feet are still swollen, but better looking. It leads us to why his legs are not fluid-shifting. The plan for late tonight or tomorrow is a CT of chest, abdomen and pelvis to see if there is something in his lower belly impinging on the vena cava returning blood/ fluid back from his legs. That was not something that we had thought of. Tomorrow is also bronch day. The ones I saw as a student were awful to watch, and I am trying not to really tell him anything, hoping he just won't remember it. Literally, it's a garden hose with a video camera through your mouth or nose and into your lungs, gagging and coughing all the way. He will be medicated (highly I hope!) but it is still awful! Hopefully, it will also be discharge day. He was moved to a regular inpt room today instead of the admitting holding area he was in, and has a roommate. I am grossed out by them sharing a bathroom. Tom is highly picky of the bathroom design, and the tp roll is literally in your lap - who designed this? Not a patient!
Mental health check? We are both tired and easily tearful but generally ok, and very grateful to the locals and grandparents who have stepped in to raise our kids and run our lives this week. Sorry Mrs. H if my kid thinks it's all a party this week. To him it is, and I'd like it to stay that way. I was home tonight just in time to sit with them, and couldn't kiss and hug them enough.