So - where r we today? Still has the infection and is on 3 different antibiotics which usually take 48 hours to make a difference. Actually - he already looks a bit better.
Funny thing happened when the surgeon arrived today. My in-laws were still there and had never met him before. They had no idea who he was and when he asked how Michael was, they proceeded to tell him all about the infection, etc. Love to know what he thought. I think they were expecting someone older and perhaps more formal.
Anyway - Michael then had his first scope. Takes a long time to set the whole thing up but only takes a couple of mins to do. A long camera thingy (very technical) goes into the stoma and then u can see on the screen how the bowel looks. As bowels go, it was..... Interesting! All looked very healthy and surgeon very satisfied. A biopsy was taken as well to check for any signs of rejection. The surgeon said that as it looked so good, quite sure no rejection but obviously need to be doubly sure. I have really amazed myself that I haven't passed out (yet) with any of these procedures. Michael was definitely a bit nervous - worried it was going to be painful - but it was absolutely fine. This will now be done weekly.
We had a bit of quiet time and Michael was saying how he didn't really remember anything in ICU. I told him he even wrote a blog - no recollection at all!! Went through it all as best as I could (so glad we've both now got the blog to refer to) but he doesn't remember any of it. What he was saying was how after Sunday's op, he recalls his name being called to wake him up. It seemed like a long way away and he had to pass by Moses, Luke Skywalker (not sure he'd know what either of them look like) and then get on a jet plane to reach the voice. Quite a vision!
A short while later, the physio arrived (real time - not with Moses) and encouraged Michael to go for a walk. I really thought he was going to put her off till another time but I was impressed when he agreed. After the usual long winded process of unhooking everything, the walk began. Very slow - leaning on the drip stand for support. I would have liked to tell him 'bottom in, chest out, shoulders back' but thought better of that. At the end of the corridor, a nurse wheeled her chair down so he could have a bit of a rest. Then about turn and back to his bed. As much as he would have liked to go straight back to bed, he again forced himself to sit in the chair while his nurse administered his meds. Once he got back into bed - he fell asleep which is where we are now.
While watching him sleep, looks more like himself. All the extra fluid in his body as gone down. His arms and legs are back to their normal size - honestly a few days ago his limbs were so swollen. So peaceful now :)
Justine
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