I really appreciate all the supportive comments, direct emails and prayers. For those of you who posted about it on your blog – double hugs! It’s amazing how draining a hospital can be. Let alone dealing with a sick loved one.
We still haven’t gotten the results of the biopsies…guess it takes awhile for those suckers to culture. Hulkman actually has a pretty good spirit about it all. He really doesn’t like hospitals and he “feels” fine so he’s not sure why he has to be there and not eat what he wants, but all in all he just takes it in stride. He’s still losing some blood and they’re not sure where it’s coming from. They’re going to watch him today and see if he passes any more. They don’t want to send him home and then something erupts. They’re also concerned about his hemoglobin count.
His roomie is a frustration. He’s a 70-something year old guy who has cancer, has had strokes, heart attacks and was just told on Monday that he has maybe 6 months to live. He’s in a lot of pain so they pump him full of morphine which doesn’t really knock him out. Rather it rev’s him up and causes him to rant and rave about the oddest things. He’s actually a kooky guy, but I feel a little bad laughing at him knowing he’s not doing too well. I haven’t been to the hospital today but Mum said he’s really not doing good. Just can’t get his breath. I really don’t think he’ll make the 6month mark.
This is stressful for Hulkman cause he’s such a lover. If that guy dies while he’s in the room, I think Hulkman will flip! He doesn’t do so well with death.
I’m really behind in reading my favorite blogs. I’ll get back into the swing of things once Hulkman gets back home and is comfortable.
Once again…thanks you guys. It sincerely means so much to have that kind of support!