Like I Never Left

I write to you from the oncology wing of Beaumont Hospital. What an upgrade! I suppose I should back up... 

I have been home and feeling just fine -- other than a little tired, maybe -- for the last few days. Then Wednesday I woke up with stomach issues again and it appeared I was no longer improving in that department. It got progressively worse throughout the afternoon and by the time I was putting James to bed, I knew I had to call the doctor. As I suspected, she told me to go straight to the ER. 

She called ahead and they were ready for me when I got here. I got to the hospital a little after 9 p.m. Wednesday and by 11 p.m. I was admitted and in my own room. I had hoped and asked to go to the floor I was on last time because I loved my nurses, but they sent me to the oncology wing down the hall. I was supposed to be here last time, but there was no single room available, since I have to have my own room due to the contagious nature of my infection. 

What an upgrade! The room and bathroom are spacious and newer, they greeted me with slippers and snacks and a welcome packet, and because the staff is used to caring for individuals with cancer, they're fully aware of how to use my port, who the doctors are, etc. SO, not so sad to not be in my old cramped room with the creaky door. :) 

I don't feel terrible like the last time I came in, I feel like I did toward the end of the week. So, at this point they're giving me fluids, upped my antibiotics and one other thing I'll have to drink three times a day. I'm eating a carb-filled diet (low fiber vegetarian) still, which is pretty boring but necessary. And we wait. I apparently have a stubborn case of Cdiff -- which we knew -- but it's more stubborn than we thought I guess. This time I came prepared -- with my laptop and warm socks and toothpaste and magazines. Just laying low, resting and watching Netflix. I haven't slept much the last two nights so fingers crossed for tonight. Hopefully I'll have an update from home soon!