Mark's nurse called early this afternoon. She said he was having more of what he'd had last night: mental fogginess and left side weakness. She said he was quite anxious and was hoping I would come in and sit with him. I dashed off. Dropped the boys at Becca's again. (Poor Becca. I feel bad for her that she's had them three days in a row, but she's being very gracious about it. Besides, Jason was off today so it took a lot of the burden off of her.) I rushed off to the hospital, only to find Mark ... sound asleep. I felt a little silly that I'd been so worried. Still, something IS changing with him. No one can tell us what, really, but his EKG is different. (Something about the ST waves.) And his chest hurts when he breathes. And the fogginess in his brain was/is concerning so they did a CAT scan while I was there. They finally came in, about 8:00 this evening, and told me that there was no sign of a stroke, but that the scan does reveal that the blood in his brain is just too thick. (The gal in the ER last night had to work hard to even get a sample of it, that's how thick it is.) They are giving him lots of IV fluids, but if things don't clear up by tomorrow, they will have to do a phlebotomy again. I really don't think more fluids are going to do the trick. Not at this point. He's had plenty of phlebotomies in the past, though, and should be just fine. I would feel a little better if he were up at OHSU, but the docs there don't know anything else to do for him either, and this hospital is FAR more convenient. I hope it doesn't come around to bite us. They said we can have him transferred whenever we want, but that they feel confident they can handle this. So ... I guess I'll leave him there for now.
I got a real treat today. Katie is in town! She's staying at Becca's tonight, but she stopped by the hospital on her way out to Dayton and stayed for three hours. We had such a nice chat. Well, some of it wasn't "nice." We discussed some tough stuff, but also some lighter things. We don't really get a chance to talk even on the rare occasions when we get together anymore, because there are always little ears around. And besides, it was just nice to have somebody I love sitting with me! I spend so many hours sitting next to a drugged and/or sleeping man. It was so nice to have company for a change!
Tomorrow we are going to the beach, to Fogarty Creek, for a picnic after I pick up Kaitlyn at camp. I debated about whether I should go or not ... and what if something happens to Mark while I'm gone, and ... but you know, what if something DOES happen while I'm gone? Can I stop it by being here? Hardly! And we'll only be gone for a few hours. We're aiming to head home by 2:00, so I can still go in and see him when we get back. And I think it will do my spirit good to get away for a bit. The ocean ALWAYS makes me feel better, calmer ... I need that right now. I think it is in everyone's interests for us to have a little "play time" tomorrow, even if Mark is in the hospital.
Christina is still calling. I don't know what to do. I've asked her straight out, several times, to stop calling. I've told her, in no uncertain terms, that I will not help her anymore, that she needs to call her family. But she keeps calling. (She started at 6:15 this morning.) I think I'm going to look into what would be involved in blocking her number. I'm afraid that might backfire, that she'd just show up at my door. But ... I have to try something. Becca suggested a restraining order, but I think that's a little extreme, considering that she doesn't seem dangerous. Anyhow! I'm not going to worry about it too much for now. I have to get up reasonably early tomorrow anyway, to be on the road by 8:30, and I'll be gone most of the day so even if (when) she does call, it won't matter all that much. And Sunday ... well, we'll deal with that Sunday! One day at a time!
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