Up at the U of U Hospital, Nick had his appointment to drain out some of the fluid in his tummy (his dad watched, I stayed in the safe waiting room). SIX litres! That's three large Coca Cola bottles! That's 13 pounds! Nick said the procedure wasn't painful (of course he had an ativan and pain pill before he arrived) and he has a new contender for having one of the nicest nurses ever helping him through it. She told him not to wait so long and she'll get him fixed up in a jiffy. He felt so much better and his appetite had returned.
We went back over to Huntsman and he got his picc line removed - that didn't hurt either; then got his neulasta shot - that did kinda hurt. Off we went to Rubios for him to order and eat two fish tacos. He kept rubbing his tummy, so glad it felt better.
Once we got home, he went straight to bed for a nice, long nap - actually in bed for the night - with no iv's, no changing bags of fluid every six hours and was comfortable. It was a red letter day.
Did we mention Utah beat Pitt in overtime? The nurses at Huntsman think it is because of Nick's red pants. Me too.
Nick is off to Moab today. In the meantime, we'll keep our fingers crossed his blood and urine cultures come back negative and that he stays fever free.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone.
Love Lori
2 comments:
Dearest Nick time to get your fever down then the fun trips can take place. Sending lots of healing angels your way. Love you. Gm Jennie xx
Dear Nick,
The miracles just keep coming. I find it curious that Moab continues to be a positive healing energy place for you. Stan and I have happy memories from Moab too! I see a huge celebration gathering there one summer with you so all who have followed "My War With Cancer" can give thanks to our God - creator of heavens and earth and Moab too! Love, aunt Chris
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