Monday

Today was amazingly, a fairly uneventful day from a medical stand point. Seven just needs to get more well and stronger before we take off the ventilator again. Seven's stats remained pretty much the same aside from the platelet levels which have been steadily decreasing every day. We briefly discussed with the doctors the fact that if the trend continues tomorrow, we might go ahead and give Seven the platelets I donated a few days ago. (My blood is clean. No diseases. Yay!) I don't know if everyone knows this, but blood has an expiration date. Apparently mold starts growing after just a few days. I guess it's because I eat really well and I'm not all full up on preservatives.
The only big excitement today was going to get a VCUG. We had to wheel on down to the radiology department for it. This is actually quite a big production. When one is on a ventilator and has to travel it is with an entourage. A respiratory therapist has to unhook the machine and use a bag to help him breathe. To me, this looks very precarious and not very scientific or safe. But that's just me. A VCUG is a test that propels a dye into the bladder. An x-ray can then see if it goes into the ureter (kidney reflux.) We did surgery earlier this year to correct this, and now was a good time to check and make sure it worked. It did! The test went very well.

Ocean came to visit me today. I had a great time with her. She took my picture. I hate it and love it at the same time. I hate it because I look as tired as I feel. I love it because I look at it and think this is exactly how Ocean sees me. I look terrible, yet happy. That's what she can do for me.

I also love this picture. I think this is an accurate depiction of Ocean and I most of the time. Me smiling, and Ocean not still. I miss her but am still making time for her. She is happy, playing and not missing Jarrad and I too much. I hope to get my family all back together at home soon.