Saturday, April 12, 2008

40 Days and (a few less) Nights

Hospital days that is. Ian just got home last night from another 11 days in our nearby Scripps "health spa" rounding it out for an even 40 days total over the past month and a half. 40 days, 4 admissions, 3 surgeries, 3 different PICC lines for IV nutrition, 6 units of blood, 2 units of fresh frozen plasma, 2 ER visits, who knows how many pokes and prods, and I sure hope he is done for a while! This last visit was related to a problem with his pancreas that was caused by an antibiotic he was prescribed. (Or that's their theory anyway.) Ian has been a real trooper and though his weight dropped even more while in the hospital, he is on the way back up and doing much better. I'll be home from work just a little longer to make sure he stays on the road to recovery. He is back doing IV nutrition at night but eating during the day. He is now also on an appetite stimulant and an anabolic steroid to really get him gaining weight again. With 24 hour nutrition and some "juice," I think we are finally "gonna PUMP, [clap], him up!"

The bright spot in the last week and a half was the visit from my Dad and Shelley. They visited with Ian of course, then whisked me away for most of a day and took me shopping, fed me, and got me out in the sun for a while. It was so good to be with them, and though I felt sorry that Ian couldn't have such a break, it sure was refreshing for me at least. Thanks Dad and Shelley!

Now today, with Ian home, I just can't stop smiling when I see him eating or going through the pantry looking for snacks, lugging around the IV bag on his shoulder. With all the encouragement he gets to eat and chew his food well (so it doesn't get stuck in his intestine), I find myself doing the same. Hey, I help any way I can. Here's hoping for a ravenous husband and days of normalcy ahead!

10 comments:

Emma Jo said...

Bless him bless him bless him and one or two for you! I'm glad you had some much needed fun...and I will try to remember to chew my food too.

Jessica said...

I bet the cats are excited he is back! Now we will have to see what your grocery bill does with him on an appetite stimulant! Hopefully it goes up, right?

Unknown said...

So now can Ian say he has fasted for 40 days and 40 nights? Not many can pull that off.

Time to get back up to fighting weight brutha.

Jared Stubbs said...

I am glad to hear he is home. I will keep you guys in my prayers. You are pretty amazing Megan.

Julie said...

Hooray! I am glad he is feeling better and I am glad your dad and Shelley got to whisk you away for some stress relief. That is great:) Here's to hoping for a large grocery bill, like Jess said!

Mark said...

WHAT!! Megan, my friend, I had no idea! I am obviously the worst blogging friend ever because I just checked after more than two months! Now I am feeling super guilty! Poor, poor Ian. Just tell him that it could be worse... and that at least his trips to the hospital didn't include -20 degree weather and snow!!!
love you guys!
p.s. that colon picture is really something!

Adventure Slavens said...

Oops- that last blog from "mark" was actually from me.... Mel.... sorry...Love ya!

Abby said...

wow--I am amazed at what you guys have been through. I'm glad you got a wee break. Happy healing!

michaelstubbs said...

Hey Megan, we are coming to San Diego to visit my wife's sister. Can we stop in and visit you too? Email me: michaelstubbs@gmail.com

Suzie Petunia said...

I've been catching up with your blogs, and I know I'm a little late to the game... I'm so sorry you two have been through so much. I hope Ian is doing better these days. Does he know he has the best nurse in the world? I'm sure he appreciates all you do for him.