So sorry to leave everybody hanging but Rudy didn’t get his bubble bath last night afterall. In the time it took me to get from Santa Barbara to L.A. Rudy got all fussy again causing his heart rate to soar and a bit of a fever. Nurse Mary and I worked to get him calmed down when I arrived and she didn’t want to risk getting him worked up again so we let him rest. Although I slept pretty good, Rudy fought a heart rate above 200 and the nagging fever again throughout the night so we settled for a sponge bath this morning at 5:30am. Today has been much of the same. I did get to hold him for 2 hours and although he was fussy when we started, he did calm down and fall asleep for a couple of long stretches as we cuddled (unlike last week when I couldn’t calm him down and we had to cut our time short). He remains at 14bpm and a pressure support of 14 on the ventilator and Dr. Rick is going to leave him there…no weaning today. Our hopes of an attempt to extubate will have to be put on hold for now. I hope to post those sudsy, bubbly bubble bath pictures later today…standby!
Since we’re on the subject of baths, I have to share a special little “hug” from God I received this morning. Although Rudy’s condition didn’t warrant drama last week, I was feeling pretty discouraged and I realize now that the discouragement was due, in part, to simply getting tired of the hospital routine. I admit that I’m starting to get a little tired of the drive back and forth between Santa Barbara and L.A. as well as the soup downstairs (as yummy as it is) and the walk out of the ICU, down the hall and the wait to be buzzed back in again every time I want to go to the bathroom….etc. But the thing that is getting the most tiresome is showering in that same bathroom down the hall outside the unit. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m REALLY thankful that I even have a place to shower and that I’m able to stay with Rudy at night but morning after morning for the past 2 months, I’ve woken up, grabbed my tub of toiletries and made my way to the only “public use” shower on the floor. Sometimes I have to wait my turn and sometimes I’m lucky enough to find it empty but always I have to do a bit of cleaning before I can begin. I’ll spare you the details but, let’s just say, people don’t give a whole lot of thought to how they leave a bathroom when they are finished. Icky by a normal person’s standards…worse for someone like me with MILD O.C.D. tendencies (no wisecracks Rolf!). Well, I made the walk down the hall this morning dreading my trip to the “spa” when I opened the bathroom door to the strong scent of “Pine Sol”! The shower room was clean and well stocked with t.p. and papertowels and I was in “hospital heaven”!!!!! Call me a simpleton but it made my day!!!! You know what they say, “Fresh Undies, Fresh Outlook!”. No, nobody says that, I just wanted to see if you were paying attention. 🙂
So, today is a new day and we forge ahead in the fight alongside Rudy and trust in his continued measurable progress. Thank you for loving him…and us…in this journey!