Wow. We just had a really fun weekend! So many laughs, and lots of goofy pictures and stories. Nick and Doug even played a harmonica duet!
But starting yesterday morning, Nick wasn’t really feeling all that great. There were signs of infection, so they took some tests and began antibiotics. Then this morning in the trailer, while I was literally laughing out loud re-reading my ridiculously satirical post from last night, Nick calls to say he is majorly sick. From 7am-11am he went from bad to worse to “I can’t live through another second of this pain.” I’m pretty sure that this morning was worse than the night of his amputations. You know, the night when he said it felt like he just had his legs cut off. Today was rough.
So off we went to the ER around the corner here in San Bernardino. TANGENT: Have I mentioned how disgusting this town is? Now, remember, I live in white trash/tweekerville Quail Valley, and I work in gangster ghetto Perris… but San Bernardino actually scares me. While lying in bed last night we heard gunshots in a nearby neighborhood. And this hospital is just crawling with people who are up to no good. I swear, the only good thing in San Berdoodoo is Ballard Rehab. And yummy Juan Pollo.
We spent six hours at the ER. People were crying, children were screaming and machines were beeping. Now here we are in ICU, and at 10pm, it’s finally peaceful.
He has a pretty serious infection, likely in his urinary track. I made him drink an entire container of cranberry juice yesterday, but that didn’t stop it. His white blood cell count is through the roof! So they have him on some heavy duty antibiotics now and an IV solution for hydration. With all that, and ice packs in his arm pits, his fever is starting to break, and his intense abdominal pain has gone away.
Since he will be here around a week or so, I have to breakdown his entire room at the rehab facility and take down all his pictures and signs and get all his belongings out of there. I was really enjoying the routine and the amenities there. This is a total bummer.
But really, since I’m all about being positive, there is one incredible thing about this hospital (other than their very kind staff.) I get to sleep in a comfy chair/bed next to Nick. It’s like a narrow love seat that folds out flat. I’d have killed for this thing at the last hospital!
So, good night. I’m not looking forward to the constant interruptions of a nights sleep in ICU.