Road Trip

I woke up at 7:00 AM on Monday (Daylight Savings time again). It was gray and raining outside.

I was filling in the Blog entry when I got a call from the home nurse, asking if it was okay to come between 11:00 -12:00. I explained there may be a mix-up and that I didn’t have any saline left, just some heparin. She said she’d bring some saline and also check with the Infusion center to see what the deal is.

I finished up on the computer and then took a shower.

I was starting to get nervous (I have another doctor appointment at 2:00 PM) but she finally showed up just before noon. She had gotten the same response from the Infusion center as I did, “Wait until after he sees the doctor.” So, she changed the dressing and drew the blood she needs and then left, after telling me she’d call later in the day to see what the doctor says.

The Infusion center wants me to call them immediately after seeing the doctor so they can prepare a shipment (to be delivered yet today) if he wants more antibiotic, BTW.

I left for the doctors at 1:15 PM. I got there five minutes early but, unlike the last time when Joe took me, I had to wait about 20 minutes.

The office visit was short (as all the post-op ones seem to be). The upshot was that there is no definitive way to tell if the infection is now gone. Because of the severity of the infection, they want me to keep using the antibiotic for two-three more weeks. I told him that, other than wanting the PICC line out, I had no problems with that and could see the logic (I don’t want to go through this again). I also told him he needed to call the Infusion center with a new prescription as they (and I) were confused. So, he did. I have another appointment with him in early April.

When I got home about 3:30 PM, I called the Infusion center as well and confirmed they would be sending out my supplies tonight.

I got the trash out to the road, but apparently have become overconfident, as this time I hurt my back doing it (and I know better). This really p*ssed me off (Mr. No BLT, indeed).

The Infusion guy came with three more antibiotic syringes (apparently they will be making their usual Thursday night run) around 6:00 PM. I made a sandwich again for dinner and ate that watching the evening news.

Both reading and TV was unsatisfying because of my back pain. I eventually went to bed, but slept lousy.