Feeling better today. No fevers last night, and even the sweats are coming less frequently. Got a great night sleep which helped a ton. They gave me something called Restoril and I slept like a baby. Probably got about 8 hours total (in roughly two 4 hour chunks) between the hours of 8:30p and 6:45a. Eight hours sleep in a hospital is really something. Part of it is that thev've switched some of my IV meds to oral, so they don't need to come in as much and hang new IV bags.
My white counts still aren't as high as we'd like, but since the fevers seemed to have stopped (touch wood), I'm really hopeful that I can finally get out of here tomorrow. If it winds up being Wednesday, that's ok, but since I have an appointment at UCSF Thursday at 8am, I'd really like a full day at home, so we can all start the transition of my being there. It's been over a month in this place now. Wow.
Next, I decided I'm not going to go on a rant about what happened yesterday morning. There's just no point. I need to look forward every day and start working on my integrated wellness plan. Every day is about today and tomorrow. "Yesterday's gone, yessssterday's gone." I did express my concerns to Both Margie (head nurse) and Kendra (a charge nurse) this morning, and they both agreed wholeheartedly with my points, and my recommendations for action. Hopefully, my experience + feedback will result in better patient care in the future.
The CT scan of my chest revealed that there does seem to be a little of the same fungal stuff in my lungs that were in my sinuses, but it looks very minor, and since I'm responding well to the anti-fungal stuff they're giving me, we should be OK there.
Now for some sports side notes:
- Bye-bye Jayson. Glad you got your payday -- have fun playing for a shitty team.
- Congrats Graeme McDowell! Incredible putting. Wah wah Tiger.
- Amazing football games yesterday with the big AFC East showdown coming tonight. Hard to believe the Ravens choked like that. Peyton? He's been chokin' all season -- Colts are banged up though. Tampa? That's a choke. Where's Marlon?
- Psyched for Eagles/Cowboys next Sunday night. Even more psyched to be able to watch it in my own house!
So cross your fingers, everyone. The first phase of this is looking like it's finally wrapping up. Many more phases, challenges, struggles, and hard times ahead, but we'll get there -- one step at a time.
I will kick its ass,