Dad's WBC count came down to .7 yesterday. We don't have his numbers from today. The biggest "upset" of the past couple days has been that my Dad has become a diabetic through all the medications they have given him.
Apparently, one of his anti-rejection meds has dextrose in it. To counteract the effects of the dextrose, they test a patient's sugar levels. If they're high, they administer insulin. Dad is getting his fingers pricked every four hours and then getting insulin if needed. His fingers are getting sore. Hopefully, this won't be a permanent thing because it really ticked Dad off. He told the doctor that before he came in the hospital his heart was fine and he wasn't diabetic. Since being there, he's had heart irregularities and developed diabetes. He says he's leaving with more problems than he came in with! : )
Otherwise, Dad is tired, but he's making himself get out of the room and work on the stationary bike twice a day for 10 minutes each time. He gets up and down out of bed and around the room unassisted. He's doing well.
The side effects we've been waiting for haven't materialized (yet). I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm hoping for GOOD.
Dad's had some nausea, but it's being controlled with meds. He's eating pretty well and today, when I visited, his voice just sounded better. He's been so down and today, I thought - hmmm, he almost sounds like himself. I'm hoping we can keep this even keel we're on.
I am actually flying the coop for a night this weekend, so I won't see Dad until Monday. I am looking forward to the overnighter with a good friend on Saturday.
Keep praying and thinking of us. Please. We couldn't do this without you. Thank you!
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