The following takes place between 7PM and 3:30AM. Doot, doot, doot, doot.
It’s actually been a couple of days, but I’ve not had the chance to write.
Just when I thought that I could go a couple of days without writing about any of the drama in our lives, we hit a major problem.
Holly came home from the hospital on Wednesday afternoon and there was much rejoicing. She was doing really well, relaxing, enjoying the new house and generally taking it easy. On Thursday, much of the same. Laying low. On Thursday night around 7, she started to complain about bad cramps in her stomach and that she wanted to lay down. Around 9:00 she was in a lot of pain. Around 11:00, she started to throw up, but, I think, was too scared and sick and tired of being in the hospital that she fought through it. At 12:30, she threw up again and said that the pain was worse than labor. She also had no, literally, output from the ostomy. Her belly was starting to balloon like a Sally Struthers poster child. In short, she exhibited all the symptoms of a blockage. We called the doctor who told us to get her to the hospital as quickly as possible.
One of the really nice things about our house that we should consider when we go to sell it is the proximity to the firehouse. In San Jose, when an ambulance is called, the fire station is the first responder. They can usually get there a bit quicker and have paramedics on staff. We live 3 blocks from the fire station and no sooner had I hung up with 911 then they were at our place. Her BP was in the basement, so they started on oxygen and sodium chloride, which is quickly becoming our life line. 9 people in our house taking care of her is really freaky. ‘Don’t forget to grab a sweatshirt. You know it gets cold in the hospital.’ she hollered as they wheeled her in the ambulance. Always the care giver. Thankfully, somehow the kids didn’t wake through the ordeal. It would have been really scary for them. Sadly, the dog didn’t wake up either. So much for being a good guard dog.
The ambulance left before I did, but we arrived at the same time. Danica would be proud. They immediately gave her some anti-nausea medication and some pain killers. Within 10 minutes, she was a totally different person.
3:00 AM – Holly’s mom lives close by and was able to drive over at 1:00 when we needed her to watch the kids. I drive home to be in the house when the kids wake up. On the way home, I pass a guy out for a leisurely bike ride. That’s odd.
Follow Up - Again, like the previous 2 times we’ve been through this, they did CT Scans, X-rays, blood work, and some head scratching. She has nothing physically wrong with her, however, she is rejecting the ostomy. Dr. Youn has seen this before and elects to reverse the ostomy early.
In the end, of course, they admitted her again. Gave her a ton of IV’s and plan on doing surgery Saturday morning.
