2/22 8:20 pm

3 am. I woke up to hearing Ethan call my name. His voice is faint and weak. I had ear plugs in and was in a deep sleep. His stomach was off. “Get the bucket”.

I had the nurse immediately go get the second “rescue” nausea medication. He wretched and spit for a bit. Then settled after getting medication. Back to sleep.

Ear plugs went in. Back to sleep for me, until I hear my name being called. I jumped up at an alarming rate and scared the anesthesiologist. It was 7 am and they wanted to take Ethan as the first patient of the day in the cath lab. The anesthesiologist profusely apologized. I told him I just startle easily and not to worry. 

We went over all the risks, blah blah blah, sign your life away. 

Ethan had worry colored all over his face. He was worried about getting sick. He was worried it would hurt. He was worried. I couldn’t tell him it would be ok because with Ethan’s history....one never knows.

One of Ethan’s tower 9 nurses stopped by this morning.  She had found a little spirit booster and thought of him. They were a pair of socks that said “I am going to open a can of kick ass”. He wanted to put them on for the cath lab.

Everyone in the cath lab loved Ethan’s socks. We got word that Ethan’s pressures in his heart were normal and his lungs. We will get the rejection results in a few days. Ethan said the cath lab wasn’t too bad. He was talking to them the whole time. So now we just need to battle the blasted kidney failure.

Ethan was acting more like himself today. He was up most of the day, he did his PT with a bucket under his chin because he was nauseous but was “pushing through it”. He would do something, wretch and spit doe a minute and then continue. No lack of drive. He is a savage beast that will only accept forward for an answer. Ultimately he was unable to do a lot but he did something....which is more than I would do if I were nauseous.

Ethan’s appetite is better, if this continues we will be back on track to go to HD dialysis soon.

Ethan rested this afternoon and visited with another friend from 9 Tower who comes to visit. She is my therapy. She brought me some comfort goodies and I totally appreciated it. It is nice to chat with someone and have company. It put a smile on my soul’s face. I am so thankful for the support we have gotten from people near and far.

Ethan watched the office for a bit. He had some cheese pizza for dinner. He also had some smoothie. No withdrawal for once. He was a bit sore from the cath lab but not terrible.

Ethan had his full bath and sheet change all before 8:00 pm and was tucked into bed and fast asleep. I am going to bed early too. This morning was an early morning and I still had some sleeping to do. Hopefully I can catch up tonight.