Well.
It's been a day already and it started right around midnight. We went to the ER because my husband's arm was looking worse. We thought a bug bite might have gotten infected. Don't know if that's the case or not. So off we we went to the ER at around 11 p.m. We were there for about an hour or so and the doc sent us home because hubby wasn't suffering a fever.
Went home, got about four hours sleep, and then came back to be here at 5:30. And of course, we were early.
Surgery prep, some very congenial nurses, and some bad MTV videos. I had breakfast. A big, fat cinnamon roll with lots of icing. Diet smiet. I don't care at this point. I will care tomorrow.
About two hours after we got here, the doc came in, looked at the arm, and said that he didn't think this infection was clearing up. Thought maybe the skin graft would not be a possibility, but they were going to go in and take a look. If it's not good, they will readmit hubby to the hospital and get him started on some different antibiotics.
I'm exhausted. I'm frustrated. And I just want to take a very, very long vacation.
We're at a different hospital this time and I have a lovely view overlooking a lake and a comfy place to sit. I also brought my laptop, so will focus on my novel as an escape from reality.
UPDATED
Hubby is back in the hospital. The staph infection was not getting under control and had spread to his forearm. His wound now extends from his bicep down past his elbow. He will be in the hospital until at least Friday. Let's hope he can come home sooner. He's on different antibiotics.
I'm so sleep-deprived I can't think straight. Off to take a long nap, then back to the hospital...
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Oh my, talk about getting your share of troubles! I don't blame you for wanting to just go away. I would too. I hope everything works out and they don't readmit him.
ReplyDeleteHugs and hang in there, Melissa!
ReplyDelete{{{Melissa}}} I'll keep you in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteOh, that is terrible. I'm so sorry for you and your husband. Hang in there. Enjoy that view and keep on keeping on. HUGS.
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts are with you. May the serene surroundings create a more serene experience.
ReplyDeleteAw I'm so sorry. Hanging out at the emergency room/hospital is never fun!
ReplyDeleteAnd you were on such a high too. He's in the right place. That wound sounds horrid.
ReplyDeleteWish our words were a cure! Hugs and prayers for you all.
ReplyDeleteWow, you guys have been through the mill. Here's hoping the new antibiotics will get it, and you'll all be home and rested soon!
ReplyDeleteOh no, I feel so bad for you guys. You are really getting put through the wringer. I will think positive thoughts for your hubby getting better quickly!!
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