Friday, July 27, 2007

Friday

This looks just like me. Er, except take away the fur, the whiskers, and well, the general feline characteristics.

I don't feel like I've done anything but run back and forth to the hospital. I just finished folding a mountain of laundry and next, it's bill paying time. This translates to, "Hmm...how much of a payment can I make on this bill before they shut me off?" As I've said before, God will provide. We'll be ok. I cling to that. It gets me through.
The good news is that hubby is scheduled to get out today. The doctor said that the staph in his arm was a different strain than the previous infection. While it is not the "superbug" kind that is beginning to make headlines, it will have to be treated with a different antibiotic. Hubby will have to go to the hospital twice a day to have the antibiotic done via his IV. That will not be fun.
He's doing great otherwise. The nurses love him because he's so mobile and can pretty much do everything himself. He's also such a big comedian that it definitely lightens the mood around there.
He wrote on the white board in his room, "Alcatraz: Inmate #128." (his room number) Ha! Leave it to my husband to find humor in the situation.

3 comments:

  1. Big, big hugs, Melissa. I can't even imagine how you must be feeling at this point. I'm glad they isolated the bacteria and at least being an out patient is better than having your dh in hospital all the time.

    More hugs!

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  2. I believe that humor can conquer anything. I love that sense of humor!

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  3. It's great that he can meet the experience with humor. Helps all the way around.

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