she's putting up a fight but is in quite a slump (and has a weakness outside the off stump)*
I'm sitting in her toilet (which she's not using, for a variety of reasons), trying not to let my keys fall in. It's so I don't disturb her, but she's sleeping the sleep that only a fentanyl/ketamine PCA can give you, looking like Sleeping Beauty - if Sleeping Beauty had a naso-gastric tube coming out of her nose.
Oh yes - they replaced the NG tube and got 1100ml out. Hence her nausea yesterday. I popped in to see her after I dropped the little one at daycare, and conversation then was "languid". Her bowels are stirring, and I'll say nothing more on that.
I'm told that she's on the acute theatre list tomorrow, but only to replace the abdominal vacuum dressing. I thought it was a bit early to be sewing her back up - she's still on IV cefuroxime/metronidazole.
I have to move - blogging on the toilet is giving me a dead leg. The left one. Leg, that is, not the left toilet. There's only one toilet in this room. What do you think this is, the new Auckland Casino Conference centre that the PM sold out the most vulnerable for??
Ok I moved now.
But I disturbed her. She tells me that they'll have a look at things tomorrow and if things look fantastic they might sew her up then. I'd heard it might be under sedation, but the word is general anaesthetic (third one in 20 days - now that's her tax dollars at work. By which I mean it's my tax dollars at work) .
Older one was feeling under the weather and so had a home day - it's possible it was emotional > physical, but we'll give her that one. Someone else at my work (it's why I have tax dollars) gave us a meal for laters, which is nice.
Nana's travel plans (or lack of them) are starting to cause concern - she should have been away 4 days ago, and there's not really an end in sight.
So everything's ship-shape around here.
#1 Husband
* http://www.espncricinfo.com/icc-champions-trophy-2013/content/story/641109.html
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