Just so busy...
... which is a good thing, to be certain. Just haven't had a lot of time to post. And realistically speaking, I don't have a lot of time tonight, on the basis of sheer exhaustion.
I just got home from the hospital, where J is now staying. Over the past few weeks, his UC has gotten worse, and worse, and worse. He's needed to go to the doctor to get some tests done, yet has avoided it out of that deeply subconscious fear that we've all seen or had in our lives lately. Well, after a nightmarish weekend, and increased flare-ups and vomiting, he finally decided to go in. He actually had an appointment with his specialist tomorrow - go figure. But, he couldn't take it anymore, and I think the stress has finally started to affect my own health.
So, we go in - I'm going to make a long story short, but J has an infection of some sort, relating to his UC. After a night of tests, they're finally getting him a room and will start a course of antibiotics, as soon as they figure out exactly what the infection is. From the tone of the doctor's voice, it's very serious. As soon as I get more details, I'll likely post them here.
The thing that frightens me is how these sorts of infections can end up. I am so glad we went in tonight, rather than waiting for tomorrow. A day can make all the difference. He's been in so much pain tonight that whatever that thing beyond morphine is (can't remember, too tired) wasn't doing diddly for it. Doctor says that nothing will likely take away the pain, due to the severity of the infection, at least not until the infection begins to subside.
Well, I better get going. Have to finish my taxes and cry myself to sleep. I have way too busy of a day tomorrow, but I'm going to try and get out early anyway.
I just got home from the hospital, where J is now staying. Over the past few weeks, his UC has gotten worse, and worse, and worse. He's needed to go to the doctor to get some tests done, yet has avoided it out of that deeply subconscious fear that we've all seen or had in our lives lately. Well, after a nightmarish weekend, and increased flare-ups and vomiting, he finally decided to go in. He actually had an appointment with his specialist tomorrow - go figure. But, he couldn't take it anymore, and I think the stress has finally started to affect my own health.
So, we go in - I'm going to make a long story short, but J has an infection of some sort, relating to his UC. After a night of tests, they're finally getting him a room and will start a course of antibiotics, as soon as they figure out exactly what the infection is. From the tone of the doctor's voice, it's very serious. As soon as I get more details, I'll likely post them here.
The thing that frightens me is how these sorts of infections can end up. I am so glad we went in tonight, rather than waiting for tomorrow. A day can make all the difference. He's been in so much pain tonight that whatever that thing beyond morphine is (can't remember, too tired) wasn't doing diddly for it. Doctor says that nothing will likely take away the pain, due to the severity of the infection, at least not until the infection begins to subside.
Well, I better get going. Have to finish my taxes and cry myself to sleep. I have way too busy of a day tomorrow, but I'm going to try and get out early anyway.