August 16, 2009

So I ended up having to come to the hospital after a somewhat frantic phone call from Scott just before lunchtime. Apparently the whole team of drs came in to see Scott at the same time , about 6 of them. Working as a team to treat Scott, based on what he's in the hospital for. Of course he became overwhelmed and for him that usually turns into anger - anger usually stems from fear. The nurse just paged one of the drs to come back and talk with us now that he's had time to process everything and I'm here so that we can let them know what we want to do, which is a bit different from what they want to do. In the mean time we don't really want too many decisions made without someone from the transplant team staying in the loop. At this point, we've not yet seen anyone from the transplant team because it's the weekend.

August 16, 2009

The dr I ran into in the elevator yesterday finally made it to Scott's room around 7:15pm. I decided that I would let the dr tell Scott everything - I didn't/couldn't deliver the crappy, potentially crushing news to Scott myself. Seems that Scott took it well, at least for the time that I was there. I left a few minutes after the dr came and went. The dr said today would be insert new cathider and dialysis day adn that Monday would be surgery day. I''ve not spoken with Scott this morning - I'm just waking up. After being there with him for the past two days and knowing I'll be there all day tomorrow I'm thinking I might not go today. This of course if the guilt of not being there doesn't overwhelm me. Also, when I'm not there I miss what the updates and info from the drs. So we'll see how our Sunday goes.