We’re back home from Seton. Maggie got blood work, an X-Ray and a CT scan done along with some additional pain meds to help get the pain issues under control. Her breathing is a little better but, all-in-all, she’s still pretty unhappy. Her temperature at last check was above 102 degrees. And phlegm, yuck. But we’re surviving.
The hospital didn’t find any evidence of pneumonia, my greatest concern. They were worried about a lung embolism caused by a blood clot, apparently common among cancer patients but they found no evidence of that either. The only real issues they pointed out were a little fluid in her lungs and notable increase in the size of her tumors. Do we call that good or bad? Not sure. So, after boosting her pain meds with dilaudid, they gave us the choice to stay for the night or go. We, of course, went.
The lack of pneumonia really makes me feel much better. Frankly, I was quite concerned. I’m breathing my own phlegm-filled sighs of relief tonight as we shiver through our mutual fevers.
Tonight for supper: chicken, noodles, two Tylenol, lots of water, TV, bed