Surgery

Wednesday morning, bright and early, Baxter’s Papa is going in for Open Heart Surgery.  He should not have to go through this surgery, but it is now unavoidable.  Here’s why.

Two months ago, Rob went on a camping trip with his son and his son’s wife and kids and a couple of his friends.  I stayed home in anticipation of a nice, quiet few days.  They arrived on a Wed. evening and the following morning he woke up very sick…not able to form words into a sentence and not able to walk properly.  I will never understand why, but for some reason they decided that he was just dehydrated and left him in the trailer while they all went off on their 4 wheelers.  They did not call me until 6:30 that evening and it took several phone calls and me insisting that they take him to a Dr. before they agreed.  He was finally taken by ambulance to the local hospital and diagnosed with SEPSIS.  He had a temp of 105.  He was in ICU for 5 days taking tons of antibiotics just to keep him alive, until they could find out what the specific infection was.   Then on specific antibiotics to fight the Staph infection for another 4 days before they would let him come home…only to go straight straight to the Infusion Clinic of our local hospital.  He was on IV Antibiotics for 6 weeks, which he administered by syringe at home.  The Sepsis attacked his kidneys, which almost put him in Renal Failure.  His Kidneys were only working at 18%.  They are slowly getting back to normal.  Since he’s been home, we’ve made two trips to the Emergency Room…one time when he he had Congestive Heart Failure…he couldn’t breath!  And, that’s when we found out the worst…that the Sepsis also attacked the Aortic Valve to his heart that he had replaced only 4 years ago and it is leaking significantly.  He will have to have it replaced again!

So, Wednesday AM we start the long journey of the surgery and the healing process.  I am worried.  I am frustrated that he did not get the medical attention he needed as soon as he needed it.  And, I have a hard time understanding how anyone could be so negligent.

Why am I writing this…dunno…I think because no one is really reading this blog anymore, I feel safe in talking about this.  Maybe I just need to get it off my chest and out there. Maybe, because we have been so crazy going from Drs. office to Labs to Hospitals to Emergency Rooms …and I have not been able to make ANY Art where I could express my feelings.  I just know I had to put it out there.

If someone is reading this…please say a pray and think good thoughts for Baxter’s Papa.

Thanks for “listening”.

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