OK, here is the deal. Carlton has become a pro at surgery. Yesterday, when they called me in my office to come and take Carlton home – they said “He is in his regular room”. You know you have a problem when you have a “regular room” in your hospital’s OR department! Room 27. It is a good room, near the coffee pot.
He doing fine vis-à-vis recovering from the surgery. He went somewhere on the bus today and rode his bike. When you are in the “enjoy every sandwich” time of your life – this was a good day.
When Mr C ended up with sepsis after one of his earlier surgeries one of his doctor’s looked at me and asked “Who do you want to be your ID consult?” Fortunately, I knew she was asking what infectious disease doctor did I want to use. More fortunately, I actually knew an infectious disease doctor. Well this time this surgeon sicked a “Oncology Navigator” on Mr. C. Methinks he will pass on that – what ever it is. He was also told to pick out a radiation oncologist.
I think we should just go to Japan. Carlton can go stand outside the Fukushima reactor. And I can soak in a nice onsen.
There will be no news until next Friday. Unless the wheels fall off before then.
Dear Carlton and Peg, Thinking of you and sending healing wishes. Glad the surgery went well and Mr. C is up and about. If he needs a diversion I have a step meeting at my house tonight (10th step) and will serve dinner. It’s usually just women but I have only a few coming, so I’ll make an exception this time. 🙂 Truly, the offer is on. Having veg and meat lasagnas and homemade root beer floats for dessert. Peg you are more than welcome as well. I’d love to see you as I haven’t seen you in ages. All the best, Brigid