The Day of the Drugstore Cowboy

So, despite my optimism last night, Emily remains in the hospital for one more evening.

Last night after I left, Emily started itching. It was the dilaudid. They gave her benedryl, but sleep was not necessarily restful. And she was hungry. And they wouldn’t give her solids, though the morning nurse said jello would have been fine. And to stop the dilaudid, she needed to eat some solids to go to the pill pain reliever (the vicodin). So, Emily was not a rested camper this morning.

The drain performance gradually improved over the day and seems to be holding vacuum as I write, precluding the need to go back in and poke around.

But the vicodin wasn’t cutting it. So they gave her a wee bit of dilaudid. Itchy. She made me go to the gift shop and buy a back scratcher. In hindsight, my surprise at finding one was not well founded. Lot’s of people must itch with dilaudid. But that was out for blocking the hurt.

The next option is percocet. Last I heard, that would be the nighty night drug. And the resident thought vicodin would be enough tomorrow.

Maggie took it well (her mom not coming home). She’ll be happy to see her mom tomorrow.

No hats on the bed tonight, so things look good for tomorrow.

Again, thanks for the support.

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