GOOD TIMING:
We came to Stanford on Wednesday for radiation and chemo, and a day later, we're still here!
Tuesday night Graham had a very slight fever, the first one in a long time. Wednesday morning, we arrived at Stanford at 8:30am, and his fever started to increase. Along with doing the last radiation treatment and a chemo treatment, they checked for an infection, and sure enough, he's got one. They gave him some IV antibiotic and were all set to send him back to Manor Care, but then Graham's fever went sky high, he started getting rigors (big time chills and shaking), and his pulse stayed in the 140's. So they admitted him to the hospital and have given him all kinds of good vitamins, minerals, liquids, and medications to help him feel much better. He'll likely leave the hospital Friday afternoon.
His timing was so excellent that he was at Stanford when everything got scary. Manor Care has nurses and an on-call doctor, but it was much better to be at Stanford with a bunch of doctors and an extensive pharmacy when his body went haywire.
GROSS ME OUT:
Apparently someone at Stanford Hospital has a pet donkey or pony that they sneaked into the hospital. And I guess they didn't feel like taking it outside to go potty, because when I went to use the public restroom last night, I found that some barnyard animal had sprayed urine all over the toilet and bathroom, and didn't even bother to flush what little actually made it into the toilet.
No, you say? Well okay, maybe it wasn't a barnyard animal. But I prefer to think it was a hapless beast, or maybe some lost child raised by wolves, than a TOTALLY SELFISH DISGUSTING HUMAN BEING WHO INTENTIONALLY LEFT SUCH A MESS.
I actually got a little insight into this strange creepy repulsive behavior from an old housemate of mine back in the 80's. She seemed like such a swell, refined, thoughtful person. But then I got to know her.
Turns out her nutty mother taught her that public toilet seats were NEVER to be touched by any part of her body, and that she should STAND OVER the seat to do her business, and then flush using her shoe.
So her pure behind stays pristine, while she has taken a perfectly clean toilet and bathroom and turned it into a filthy nightmare for all who follow her.
Grrrrrrr.
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That is one of my pet peeeves too! We got back from Mexico last night. I am thinking about you: I will be home next week, if you need anything ,call my cell 804-4644
Xo Harriet
Graham and Lee -
Wow! Laurel and I never knew we would be receiving so much medical review info by knowing you two. We really appreciate the positive writing style for such difficult conditions in your lives. Both of you are a wonderful inspiration. I left a message at home and will call again soon.
Cheers,
Bill
415.810.2132
I've been following the adventures in the Manor place etc. I remember that large festive meals often served at noon in such places- as they do in Europe - would have been nicer to have known in advance. Daughter and granddaughter left Sid Vicious and joined me here to overeat at a friends house. Lee, I like your comments about the dreadful Mumbai episode.
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