Bo came home again today, after his third hospitalization in five weeks. This time he only stayed two days. He was diagnosed and treated for a blood clot on his lung, apparently a result of his other hospital stays and/or the kidney stone surgery.
I had no idea how much pain is involved with a blood clot. We couldn’t touch his back or side without hurting him. He couldn’t move, get up or lie down without extreme pain. And he couldn’t tell us what was happening.
Now he’s here on his bed, taking pain pills and something to try to dissolve the clot (at least I think that’s what the new medicine is for) and he’s weaker than he was two days ago. And thinner. He is 20 pounds under his normal weight.
This afternoon after he walked to the bathroom and back, I got him to eat 4 spoons of soup and a small container of apple sauce. Then he fell asleep again. I’ve spent the afternoon sitting nearby doing work for my first fall class tomorrow. I got to come home and sleep last night, so Jon is catching up on his sleep now.
What will happen next?