I left the hospital feeling somewhat positive last night. Mike had been eating and a little more alert. When I got there this morning at 7:45, he was too weak to get out of bed.
The doctor thinks the lack of nutrition is taking its toll. So the goal for the day was supposed to be getting Mike to drink some protein shakes and eat something like applesauce.
But there are a million things going on. They can't figure out what's causing him to have a fever. They think it's an infection and they've been treating with antibiotics. But today they brought in an infectious disease specialist, who ordered some CT scans to see if there's infection growing somewhere it's not supposed to be. And to get a CT scan, he has to drink a ton of this chalky fluid. So much for getting him to eat to help him regain his strength.
His red blood cells are back to normal. The white ones are creeping up. I think they are supposed to be 3.9. His earlier this week were 0.16. Today they are 0.29.
I'm starting to lose track of all that is going on. There's a kidney doctor who sees him, an endocrinologist, a nutritionist, and now this other doctor. I feel so bad for him. He never gets a moment's rest.
The only good thing is that before Dr. Neel left this morning, he told him that while it doesn't seem like it, he will start to feel better.
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I know it must be hard to post updates about Mike not feeling well, but thank you for the info.
You know I am not a religious person in anyway shape or form, but I would send up one for Mike.
Please let me know if you need anything. I have no plans this weekend and my house is clean. I am totally free to do your bidding. Cook, clean, read books to Julia and or teach her naughty words.
Thanks for the updates, Carrie. Still thinking about Mike up this way, too.
Tell him to try to get fired up about the Pens-Flyers game Sunday. His Bullies need his support. :)
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