Sunday, March 23, 2008

Another Sunday at St. Lukes

As usual, we're playing a game of 'two steps forward, one step back.' Thursday, dp showed a fever in the morning. Tylenol knocked it right down, so they really didn't get around to diagnosing the UTI (that's Urinary Tract Infection, for those of you who don't hang around hospitals or Marie) until yesterday. She's on antibiotics for that. This morning, she was pretty sleepy and some of the numbness was back in her right side, so we went downstairs for a head CT. I haven't heard back on that yet, but I imagine I'll hear something before I'm ready to post this.

Yesterday, Sam and JR came over, and we spent a couple hours cleaning, dusting and vacuuming the downstairs. It looks much better now, although we did transfer a few piles to the dining room and the garage. Still, it's definite progress, and a good time was had by all.

Marie seemed in good spirits this morning. Janet is planning on making ham and sweet potatoes, so they'll have a pretty traditional meal. Lauren is going to take over as her primary doctor, so I can just talk to her doctor again, instead of talking to her RN, who talks to the NP, who talks to the MD.

Okay, they say the CT didn't show anything abnormal, but she does seem to be showing some of the hyrocephalus symptoms -- there's some right side numbness, and she's seeing double again. I guess we'll take it up with Dr. D tomorrow...

A Happy First-Sunday-After-The-First-Full-Moon-After-The-Vernal-Equinox to you all.

3 comments:

Cranium Man said...

Well it was a pleasure to dust and vacuum for such good people.

Walker and I took the kayaks out for a dip today. We already do winter sports so we haver pretty good cold weather gear. I was going to go to McBride, but it was all still covered with ice. Imagine!

We ended up at the Mehaffy boat ramp (Coralville Lake, up away from the dam) and put in in a nice sheltered inlet. There were two eagles, one mature, one immature, hanging out. We snuck up on them several times, the most notable time, to my mind, was when the big mature one was sitting on an overhanging oak tree that leaned out over the water. We drifted up under him. It was clear that he knew he was magnificent. It was indulgent of him to hold still.

Soon it began to snow, and there we were, bobbing on the surface of the water, in the falling snow.

All in all it wasn't a bad way to spend part of an Easter.

Anonymous said...

We are home- got in late last night...about 11 here which would have been, I think 5 am in Madrid. Andrew is off to Lisbon with his new backpack and is pumped. It's nice to be able to follow this from work and home rather than internet cafes, but how about those Badgers? hugs to dp and Kevin and thanks for the cleaning help boys! I so recall .....many, many years ago when a friend and I went to visit Kevin in Davenport and killed his pet scum. We didn't realize how attached he was! Love, Katie

Cranium Man said...

I like to think of myself as Kevin's pet scum.

Man, Kevin I hope I didn't give you a cold. I came down with a monster (mostly) chest cold this week.