Monday update: Not much. Colby's back on the vent, blah blah. We start this whole process over, blah blah. Chest x-ray looks good, which I totally can't understand, blah blah. Nobody can tell me exactly what we need to do different or what's going on with him, blah blah. Dad is sitting here working his crossword, blah blah. I'm doing anything and everything I can to keep myself from going completely bonkers, blah blah. Same things as before, except now we're on day 20 of this crap and we're all ready to see some turnaround, like NOW. But that's blah blah too. You all already know that.
This is what I do know. So far the cultures they took from the bronchoscopy have been negative. Just to cover bases we've started him back on the same antibiotics he was on prior to this past extubation/re-intubation. These antibiotics give Colby horrible blowout diarrhea. We've been tweaking Colby's setting a bit, nothing major, but I want him to sit on these settings for a couple of days. I'll make that perfectly clear at afternoon rounds today :-)
We've had some visitors over the last couple days. Rosa, Colby's super duper babysitter, and her mom came up for a bit on Saturday, bringing gifts to both Colby and me. She's never empty handed that girl. Actually I think she's pretty much a shopaholic. She found Colby the coolest t-shirt. It's white with a Spongebob face, then when you go out in the sunlight it turns yellow. Now if we can just get him outside to enjoy it! Chris came up yesterday to see Colby. Today my sis-in-law Anne came over to stay with us a while so Mom could go home to Jeff and to give Dad a little more break before his "shift" started. Tony and Anne have been great to help. They live about half an hour from here so Mom and Dad go over there to sleep, eat, shower, get a break, etc instead of driving all the way back home. Anne has been great to send food to me. The pot pie she sent today was super yummy.
Colby is a trip. He still has that "will you please just go away" attitude about him. The nurse or RT will say something to him and he'll just squeeze his eyes shut like if I don't see you, you don't exist. I think it's perfectly normal to have that attitude. We're all tired of being here, but he's the one who's fighting infections, getting the crap coughed out of his lungs after few hours, and has a tube shoved down his throat with strangers in a strange environment taking care of him. Actually the holistic therapist just came in to work with him. He loves that of course, getting rubbed on and lots of extra TLC. That's my stinker!
Can't stress again how much I love hearing from you all. Thank you for the calls, texts, Facebook comments, prayers, offers to help, words of encouragement. They keep us going. Please don't ever think I have so much going on that I don't want to hear about what's going on in your lives. Actually it helps keep me grounded. Everybody has issues and problems in their life, it's just that ours sometimes involve large chunks of time being stuck in a hospital. I'm enjoying this blog. Helps me get my thoughts straight & gives me something to do while in this hospital room. I'll update soon. Better news as the week progresses I hope. Toodles for now.
So I just have to throw this in for my sis-in-law: Dammit to hell, sonofabitch, I want us home from this fucking hospital, and I want it fucking now. Shit this is getting old! There Jennifer, was that better? haha.
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