Oysterville Bouquet

Short of arriving home in person yesterday, the next best thing happened.  A bit of Oysterville came to us!  Anne and Jim Kepner came visiting bringing with them the most beautiful bouquet from their garden just up the street from our house.  Dahlias and hydrangeas and sweet peas all in purples and pinks and looking like autumn in the village.  (Except that Nyel says they are not sweet peas… I defer as he’s usually right, but what are they?)

We had a lovely visit – caught up on the latest Oysterville happenings and (of course) filled one another in on our current medical concerns.  We hadn’t had a real one-on-one (actually, a two-on-two) visit for ages and it took the sting out of our disappointment that Nyel didn’t get to go home yesterday as hoped.  Maybe today…

It’s all about numbers and stability…  Every morning at four ayem (or so) the lab tech comes and draws three vials of Nyel’s blood.  About the same time, the night nurse comes in to check vital signs.  By the first distribution of the day’s medications at nine ayem, the doctor has seen the results and has determined what meds and in what quantities Nyel will receive, the pharmacist has delivered them to the day nurse and… the day progresses.  Sometimes technicians wheel in important- looking machinery and look at the numbers.

Checking the Pace

Yesterday, his numbers weren’t so great plus he had two bad dizzy spells on walk in the hall.  Not good.  No one is exactly sure why for either – just that the magic formula for Nyel has not yet been reached.  We have high hopes for today.  Again!

Meanwhile, I’m sorry I jumped the gun with yesterday’s blog.  I feel like I jinxed our homecoming plan.  On the other hand, we had so many lovely greetings from FaceBook friends – even serious offers of assistance.  It warmed our cockles.  And everyone knows that warm cockles are the best heart medicine of all!  We are forever grateful.