500 Miles

Here I am at home. Our Springfield home that is. I have so many anymore. I feel as though I'm leading a double life. I just got in a little while ago and am so sleepy, but I must get the day blogged so I don't forget anything. I'll start at the beginning.

All in all it was a pretty slow day. Jerid had a cat scan this morning and all looked well. The procedures are still on tomorrow. He goes down to the O.R. at 3:30. He's mad because he can't eat past midnight tonight. And just when he's finally getting his appetite back!

He went for a nice long walk. About double what he did yesterday... working on those 500 miles! Make sure you read Liz's comment from yesterday's blog. It was awesome and will explain the 500 mile comment. I think it's Jerid's theme song now. Hopefully you can get a better image of him walking from today's picture.

I gave him a bath (who will do them while I'm gone?) and got him back in bad to get another chest tube pulled. Yippee! We had student nurses watching all day and they were pretty excited to watch the pulling. To each his own. He had a lovely lunch of spaghetti and meatballs all ground up and mixed together. Jerid really is a good sport about eating the hospital food.

A chest x-ray, dinner of chicken salad and pudding and then I left for the airport around 6:30.

On my way home from the airport, Jerid called with good news. All of the chanting must have worked, because the doctor came in to tell him that the antibiotic is working. Hooray! They also found fluid on his lung, but aren't too concerned because they're doing the bronchoscopy tomorrow. I think they can fix that in there. He had just taken his nightly Zanex and was off to dream land.

Rachel and Rachel picked me up at the airport and I got leied. Those girls are a trip! They took me to Rose's house where I woke little Annie to give her big kisses and hugs from mommy and daddy. She played for a while and then we came home. The house is beautiful and clean thanks to our cleaning crew. (You guys will continue to do this once a week... right? Right?) As I'm writing this, Annie is still awake in her crib. I'm listening to her talk on the monitor. Hopefully she'll sleep in tomorrow...

That's really about it. I'm so tired that I can't type straight. I have to delete about every 4th word and start over. Ahhh.... my bed waiting upstairs. Night night.