We had hoped that Bill would be discharged today (that was before the clots). I will need to move everything to the hotel a block and a half away from Manorlodge this afternoon. The hotel has a restaurant right there, a pool and other amenities, making it convenient for Bill while on the mend. In the meantime, Lisa and Martin have accommodated me leaving our luggage at the lodge until I can check in at the hotel this afternoon.
Not long after I returned, the doctor (I forgot his name and his title) came in to report on the ECG. He basically said what he does then asked Bill, "So have you ever been told that you have congestive heart failure?" WHAAAAAT???? About that moment, we both might have. When Bill replied "No", he said, "Good. That pretty much aligns with my assessment." No damage to his heart from the clots or the infection. Yay!
My walk to the hospital this morning was dry! There were cracks of blue sky between the clouds and the temperature was reasonably warm. As I came nearer to the hospital, I was greeted by the European Robins and European Golffinches singing. For the record, they sound similar to ours, but with an accent!😂
When I arrived, Bill had already been taken for an ECG. We believe this was to ensure his heart was in good condition and not affected by the sepsis. The report should be in later today.
When I make my way to Bill's end of the hospital, I often look at the many small murals and paintings on the walls of a long hallway. This one stood out to me this morning.
This is calling upon me to be like an Irish Red Fox. When Bill returned from the ECG, he told me that Mr. Owens, Dr. Patricia and the team had come earlier. Mr. Owens told Bill that he would be in for at least a couple more days. Sigh. Unfortunately, Bill won't get to enjoy much of the hotel until at least Sunday.
The morning hours passed with getting Bill washed up. There is nothing like a sponge bath, brushing your teeth, and a little deodorant. He is tethered to the O2 still, so it isn't that easy to access things in his pack, and the nurses are far too busy for him to bother to ask. Apparently, a porter should be coming by today sometime to offer Bill a shave. He's looking a little grizzly, so a shave will do him well.
Bill is now being given a full diet, although his appetite isn't that good yet. It will come.
This afternoon, our Canadian ER doc, Dr. Victor, dropped by for a visit (on his day off). We enjoyed revisiting the events of early Monday morning. We knew the ER was terribly busy that night, and he confirmed this. He also expressed his gratitude for our calm and positive attitudes, regardless of the pain Bill was in. He attributes the attitude of gratitude brings exceptional care in all circumstances and how it aids in positive healing.
At 2:30pm, I left to transfer our luggage to Manor West Hotel. Its only another 5 min down the road from where I was at. I'm looking forward to accessing the pool and other amenities.
On my walk back to the hospital, my sister, Laurie and I had a quick chat. It's these moments of texts and calls that help me not to take a nose dive into a fear response and keep me grounded. I am so grateful. As I was approaching the hospital, I stepped onto a patch of grass that felt like I stepped onto a cloud. I had to take a picture, of course!
Bill is slowly regaining his appetite, but not as fast as I would think. He had a simple supper of eggs and toast. He only ate half of it, but its a start.
I returned to the hotel and took the stairs up to my floor. I got to catch a little of the sunset.
I Cleaned up and went to the restaurant for supper - steak sandwich with salad and a Guiness. It was the best steak sandwich I have ever had!
Bedtime followed.