Life Is a Blur

I keep wondering whatever happened to my summer. Here the time is slipping to September and I don't remember much of anything but hospitals and being sick since before June.

As a precaution to determine possible infection sources, my PICC line was removed today. I was really bummed out because they always have so much trouble hitting a vein. But out it came and I now have what they call a "peripheral" line. I won't be able to get as much nutrition for awhile, but for a couple of days, I'll be fine.

Have gone for two walks today, completing the last one about 10 minutes ago. Tonight was the first time I didn't go with a walker or my IV pole or anything. Walked really slowly, stopping to hold up side rails and walls, etc.

No visitors today. I always like visitors, but today it was just docs & nurses. Most everyone is really friendly here, so that helps. I started chatting with my night nurse last night and asked her where she was from. She said "Uganda". I told her I was going to guess that because I had been to Rwanda in January and met a gal from Uganda with similar features and accent. This RN is really from Rwanda and plans to return someday to help her people. She's been in the USA for 7 years, spending a year at WSU - Pullman, then getting her nursing degree from WSU - Spokane. Of course we swapped Coug stories, as well as experiences from Rwanda.

My doctor told me this morning that this little abscess is deep and doesn't seem to respond to draining. So we must let nature take its course, along with the new antibiotics.

Time for a little more shuteye. I continue to receive cards, emails and phone calls from you. Friendship is such a wonderful gift. Thanks for sharing my journey. I thank God for all of you.