I'm at Bill's bedside at the hospital, and he is one sick puppy. Still coughing like a mad man, and he's a yellow-white color and feels really sick.
He is getting a transfusion in a few minutes, and they have given him more xrays and more blood tests. He said they are doing tests involving lactic acid which is part of their concern with sepsis, or maybe they are saying he DOES have sepsis. He told me they said he has it, but when I read about sepsis just now, it doesn't seem like he has it, else he'd be in ICU. So I can't tell if he does or doesn't have it.
Sepsis is not funny. If you're the easily-scared type, don't click on the link below, because it will take you to a page where you can see how dangerous sepsis is, if that's what he has.
To click or not to click HERE ----> TO READ AN OUTLINE ABOUT SEPSIS
To get in his room, I had to go through "Reverse Isolation" procedures, meaning everyone who comes in has to wear gloves and masks and so forth, because he has no immune system. Hence, definitely no visitors.
Description of setting: He is in a private room (even reverse isolation has its benefits), and has all kinds of tubes going into him, and he is mostly not awake. They had trouble with his fever at 5 a.m. It started getting dangerously high, so they had to do stuff to bring that down. He has a west-facing window and can see the mountains of Boone out the window, very pretty view. Only he isn't seeing it because he just sleeps. And I'm not seeing it because I just sit here staring at him and his machines and drips and tubes.
Oh no. My computer just said it is about to lose this whole post. Which happened to last night's post near 11 pm. So I'm going to try to save it and try to send it. More in a while.
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