Thursday, 3rd post: Afternoon

We're now waiting for a doctor who has promised to come by and (probably) release Bill this afternoon. His magnesium drip is all done (I read the bag. It contains SULFURIC ACID! halp! No wonder it's "caustic" to the insides of one's arteries!)

We have a list for the doctor.

(1) We're requesting codeine cough suppressant so he can breathe and walk without doubling over choking half to death;

(2) we're requesting sleeping medicine to help him sleep with the cough;

(3) we're requesting a prescription inhaler in case he gets to where he can't fully inhale, which has occasionally happened;

(4) and I am going to ask the doctor to assign a value to the variables X and Y in this sentence: If X happens, we should do Y.

Bill's color is better. No more yellow, only a creamy pale color but some pink has returned. He said the platelets did that. I love thinking there's some nice person out there walking around who donated those platelets and helped heal my lil cowboy! God bless you, anonymous donor!

Then I got to thinking: if a person donated 100% of their body parts to other people (if that could be done) and all their body parts went to recipients successfully and were working in those recipients, would that donor be dead or still alive?

Bill said that was the weirdest question he has heard in a long time, and yet he couldn't answer it. It's like the Aristotle question: if you take a boat apart piece by piece, and then reassemble it, is it the same boat or a different boat?

You can see what happens in the minds of the entertainment-deprived sitting in hospitals for too long.

Love to all...