Last night dad had some problems. Dialysis didn't go well, his heart rate spiked again. Also, after the dialysis was completed and dad was left alone, the nurse found him choking on his own vomit, his fever was up again and his heart rate. When I walked in at round 9:30pm they'd gotten him cleaned up and he was laying in bed moaning in pain. His arm, that supposedly was not infected, says Colonel Sanders and the infectious disease doc, looked painful and swollen. He was able to relax a bit after the nurse gave him some paid meds. I put on some of his classical Andre Reiu dvds and left once he'd fallen asleep and after planting a kiss on his forehead.
Today dad was very sullen. When he spoke you really couldn't understand what he was saying, except when I asked him if he was ready to go home he said under his breath and without hesitation, "uh huh". He looked so sad though. "Okay" I said. "Then it looks like you're going home." I would not send him back to that facility. That...I'm sure of. But my heart hurt so bad.
Dialysis was cancelled today due to dad's fever and heart issues and they're taking the temporary dialysis port out for 48 hours to see if it is the cause of the fever, then once it's put back in they hope to resume dialysis on Tuesday.
After leaving the hospital Debbie I went to dad's house to meet up with the rug cleaner. Our 1st step to getting the house cleaned up and ready for dad's return after being away for over a month.
Our neighbor Doug, got his weed wacker out and cleaned up the shrubs in front of the front door and the lawn was already looking nice thanks to our lawncare service.
Just need to keep on keepin' on. God help us do what we need to do. Amen.
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