Final-ly!

This is it! Finals week. Amen. It's 5:45 am, I'm out of the shower waiting for my coffee to brew (I forgot to turn the auto-on again last night after turning it off for the weekend) and I've made the decision to put my hair up (wet) in a clip, so I thought I'd use a few of my extra minutes to write.

It does sound like a busy week for you, but I bet the running around will be easier than the emotional stuff: all those goodbyes. From your itinerary I can see that J is headed out to visit with his family; I wonder if there's any news on his sister or if he's going out to lend his moral support as she begins her battle. Please tell J I am thinking of him and am sending white light his way for a safe trip, praying for his sister and his family. I would love to catch up this week if you have the time...I can ask for other details then.

News on my uncle is that things are still pretty serious. He's still in a medically induced coma, on a ventilator and a food tube, wired for sound. He seemed to stabilize over the weekend, but last night I got a text that they are putting him on dialysis. Let me back up, though. I know we talked at some point but I'm not sure I told you about the complications after his second emergency surgery that they did because his kidneys and lungs were failing, as they found out, because his colon was a necrotic. Apparently, a second problem area is not uncommon with bypass patients; when there's blockage in the heart, there's often blockage elsewhere. For him it was his colon. Anyway, after surgery last Tuesday they finally got his fever down--after days of trying--from 102.8 to 102 finally to 100.4 and then down to 99. They used a cooling blanket and all sorts of meds and still it took days. It started inching up again on Saturday and he had a little pneumonia/fluid in his lungs, so they said--as of H's son's graduation party/my uncle's grandson's party, that is--that they would be increasing his fluid intake so they could increase his urine output and try to get rid of that fluid in his lungs. But as of last night, while I was watching Food Network Star, I got word that they'd be starting dialysis.

Ugh.

I think the general feeling among my family is that he will survive. He will recover, but it will take months and months. And maybe sleeping through the worst of it is a blessing in disguise.

Off to school, but only 3 more days I have to get myself out the door by 6:45.

Hope you have a good week.

Love, Barb