I'm tired. I even slept in today. But sometimes, that just doesn't make a difference.
Went to the hospital this morning and hubby is doing just fine - although the arm is still iffy. They're waiting to see which kind of staph he has now to make sure that it's not becoming resistant to the antibiotics he's been on.
And here's something interesting to note. The infection they took out has been there since the beginning. They missed it somehow. Don't ask me why or how this happened, but I guess that's the medical community. They can't know all because there are so many unknowns.
At any rate, it had formed another abscess that needed to be drained. And now, hubby can bend his arm completely. Before, the infection in that particular spot kept him from doing so. I guess things happen for a reason and what was supposed to be a skin graft led to them discovering this other part.
We're scheduled for the skin graft for next Wednesday. I think it's a little soon, but what do I know?
And I'm not particularly fond of this hospital, either. It's different than the one we were at last time. Not so much the people, but just the building itself. It's very hospital-ish - cold, unfeeling, and sanitary. I hate his room - it's rather depressing.
But at any rate, I'm still here. I've cried. I've raged. I've slept. And oh, how I've longed to just run away. When I stopped at the new Super Target in town to get some groceries, they had a survey you could fill out for a chance to win a trip to Jamaica. And even though I am not a summer, tropical person, I thought Jamaica would be perfect right about now.
They gave hubby a laptop to keep him busy, so while I'm at home with the kids and working we can chat. That's nice, anyway, and he's able to surf the internet.
I'm off to get a bit of work done for the day job, then it's back to the hospital tonight. We're hopeful he'll be out by tomorrow, but it all depends on how fast that stupid staph bacteria grows in the petrie dish.
Miss you all...and thanks for the good thoughts. :-)
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