So.
Rowan is now at St. Francis in Tulsa.
He’d been sweating a ton and having diarrhea with the morphine/Ativan withdrawal. On top of that, he was still getting Lasix (a medicine that makes you pee out extra fluid and most heart patients need some amount of it).
So we were worried that with all the sweating his electrolytes might be off and they did a few blood tests. Turns out his sodium was “critically low” which means he had to go to the hospital last night at 10pm.
I need to just carry a piece of paper that has Rowan’s entire medical history, allergies, current medication doses and concentrations, surgical dates, etc. on them to hand to any health care personnel he sees because it takes WAY to long to go over his history with every doctor and nurse he sees.
Rowan was admitted for low sodium but his potassium and chloride were also low. Solution – IV fluids. He started them this morning and his numbers are improving at a good steady rate.
Meanwhile, Rowan looks fine. Rowan is acting fine. Rowan’s vitals are great. I think he’s pretty confused as to why he’s there.
I’m pretty much trying not to cry ‘round the clock because I was SOOO excited to get to introduce Rowan to my brother and sister-in-law and nephew. I was counting the days until Rowan got to be a part of a family holiday this Sunday. Now it looks like that might not happen because he’s in the hospital.
I KNOW that anyone with numbers like his would be admitted to the hospital and this is something he needs…but there is a giant part of me that looks at him and goes “oh come on! I can draw blood and give IV fluids at home…it’s just one more thing….” but I’m just whining. Also I think you may need some sort of official medical training for that…
Maybe I can hide eggs in Rowan’s hospital room….
Sigh.
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