Pearls and Dreams
Last weeks Grand Rounds talked about someone's wife being in the hospital and not getting any rest. First thing my husband said when I got there today was "Why don't they let you sleep here?"
HA! Not a chance!
Last night they were taking his vitals every 2 hours. They came in and drew blood 3 times. They gave him a breathing treatment every 4 hours. (not coinciding with vitals, or blood work mind you) and they came in and weighed him ... either he's lost weight, or the hospital scale is lower than the doctor's office. The hospital has him at 92 lbs!!! That's a 6 lbs difference! He's still wearing his jeans too (why? I've not got a clue! I could never sleep in jeans).
The did a CT scan on his lungs today. They have him on a potassium IV, he says it's just preventative ... I'm not sure about that. I don't think they give potassium for prevention, I'm pretty sure you'd have to be low on potassium before giving you a postassium IV!!
They're going to keep him over the weekend, he's going to have a stress test on Monday (he can't physically do the treadmill, so they're going to use some kind of medication, not sure which, my lack of medical training is really rearing it's ugly head this weekend!!!)
I am worn out and tired. I'm home for a few minutes, blog checking & sticking a roast in the oven for the boys for dinner, then I'm going to nap. After the boys eat dinner, I'll head back up there for the evening.
I hate being in the hospital, my mom and my husband have been telling me for years that they think it's harder to be the family than the patient, which always made me mad (especially when I was in ICU in Myasthenic crisis) but after mom being sick and in the hospital last October for 4 days ... and now Don ... I've come to a conclusion ... they're right. It's harder to be the family of the patient than the patient!