Home, Hospital, Home, Hospital?
It seems like weeks have happened since yesterday. Hannah had her follow up ultra sound and appointment with the Docs yesterday.
I bundled Hannah and her nurse off to school for her second day of summer preschool. When they got home I loaded up the car. Robert’s father picked up Gabriel for the rest of the day. We headed to Robert’s work to pick up Robert and went to the appointments. These three sentences don’t cover all the work they involve but that would be too tedious to read.
I actually manage to get us to the diagnostic office early but there was one problem some kind of weird stomach bug hit me. I am glad that Robert was with us because I spent the next 2 to 3 hours rushing out of whatever room we were in to take care of my stomach about every 5 to 10 minutes.
The ultra sound showed that the abscesses the Docs had drained two weeks ago were and are still there. They don’t seem to be that much smaller. Meanwhile Hannah has started having cyclic low-grade fevers we have started to track the past couple days. So they sent us to the Lab for CBC blood work up.
We went to the Docs office. The surgeon she was suppose to see was in the middle of an emergency surgery. He was literally up to his elbows in someone. So the Resident interns were sent back and forth on relay missions with questions on Hannah. Since he couldn’t actually see her.
They wanted to admit her. Hannah was acting very healthy. I hadn’t planned on an overnight in the hospital. So, Robert and I verified logistics with them. I tried to talk them into letting me take her home and admitting her today. It was no dice; we were in the realm of the radiologists. To get her in line for the CAT scan she needed to be admitted or it would be a month before it could happen. Since they were imaging the abdomen and going to sedate her they wanted her stomach empty.
She had already been kept from food for over eight hours for the ultra sound. At least in the hospital they could replace her fluids with an IV drip. She was admitted and Robert and Hannah’s Day nurse headed for home.
Robert came back a couple hours later with our hospital survivor supplies and clean clothes. I had found something to stop my abdominal pain in the pharmacy but I still needed a change of clothes. Robert also brought to the hospital Gabriel and dinner curtsy of my wonderful mother in law.
The thing about being in the hospital that is mind numbing is that it seems to be a constant holding pattern. The nurse tried but couldn’t get a definite answer from the radiology department about when everything would be happening. In the end when I had given up on her coming home today and had drove home with Gabriel, Robert called to let me know she was coming home today.
So we are all tired and back home. No real answers. They have eliminated some of their ideas and replaced them with more questions. We are going to be scheduling a follow up procedure where they go in with a scope. We are all aiming for August unless Hannah heads down the infection road again.
--Mom
