Sundays are unlike any other day in the BICU. The parking garage is almost empty. The ICU waiting room is empty except for those hours between 2 and when it is easier for people to visit. The halls are less congested, and the downstairs is almost abandoned. Thanks to the sunny weather, all of this was a welcome change as I roamed the halls thinking about Katy.
Our friends Ken and Kayla visited, today. It was so nice to see theor smiling faces, and even better to see the smile on Katy’s face when she saw them! Katy was awake for their visits, and was in great spirits. I got to show Ken and Kayla the market diner, which is a jewel in the Dallas eatery scene. A 1950’s greasy spoon, with a colorful staff who always asks about Katy. If you are ever in Dallas, it is a must eat experience.
Katy’s numbers looked stable all day. Her white blood count lowered again, and her H&H levels stayed stable. The drain in her pleural cavity, however, is not getting the job done. After meeting with doctor Lee, I consented to Katy having a surgery tomorrow morning to remove the fluid from the pleural cavity around her right lung. Most of yo know that I usually try anything to avoid surgery, but in this case I asked for it as opposed to trying different methods. It is the most likely to remove the fluid, and therefore lower the risk of infection. They will replace the one breathing tube with 2 (one for each lung), close off the tube to the right lung (causing the lung to shrink), and then flush the area clean. Afterwards, they will fill the area with saline, and then allow it to drain out of 2 tubes. I hope I have all of the information correct, but I am sure someone will correct me if I don’t. It appears that several Parkland staff read the blog, so correct me if I have my fact mixed up, please. She will go in to surgery at 7am, and I should be able to see her around 11am.
Katy is still scheduled to have a procedure done on Tuesday to look at her abdominal and leg wounds. Though this is called a surgery, it is more like advanced wound care..if I understand it correctly. They will remove the VACs, check, and clean, the wounds, and then re-pack the VACs. Hopefully, these procedures will keep Katy on the path towards revovery, and we can (after her recovery from these procedures) start to make plans for PT.
I though quite a bit about which story to share with you all. Some stories are just for the knowledge of those that were there! After some deliberation, this is the one that came to my mind the most today. Katy, Chris, and I were in Surfside Beach, TX, during one of my Summer band camps. It was the weekend, and none of my students were there. The adults were having some fun, and, after a few coctails, decided to go and float in the shallow surf. Before anyone gets too upity about drinking and swimming, very shallow surf, and we only had a couple of drinks (that was for my mom). We were floating, and watching the stars, and talking. It was very pleasant. The next morning, a local fisherman informed us that at the time of evening when we were floating, was when a certain breed of shark comes close to shore to feed! After hearing that, we decided our next sea faring adventure would ve during the daytime hours. We headed out the next afternoon for some fun in the sun. We made sand castles, swam out to the dunes, splashed, threw sand balls at each other…good beach fun. We waded out to the first dune, and then waded to the 2nd. The 2nd dune was close than usual due to the tide. The three of us were standing in chest deep water enjoying watching the pelicans fish about 100 feet in front of us, when we saw a group of fins rise up, and then lower, into the water. The pattern looked like dolphins. Katy said, “are those sharks?” We watched, and decided that they couldn’t be sharks. There were 6 of these fins rising and lowering in a pattern that looked like the porpoises the swim along the boats in the channel. Then, all of a sudden, a HUGE shark jumps out of that water with a large fish thrashing in its mouth! We then decided that it was time to back slowly to the shore. We backed out, amazed at what we had seen, and how close it was. We learned a valuable lesson that day…wherever the birds are fishing, so are the sharks. It was one of many adventures that we have had in Surfside. None of those adventures would have happened if it weren’t for our very dear friends, the Weasters. Mike, Melissa, Paige, Taylor, and Connie have shown incredible support for mine and Mike’s band camp visions, and have been friends above and beyond the call of duty. Katy and I always love our excursions down to Castaways Bar and Grill (owned by the Weasters, and home of the Connie Quervo Special – buy a shot of Cuervo, get a free lime wedge). Whether for the camps, or just a weekend away, Surfside is filled with great people, and a wonderfully relaxed atmosphere. I highly suggest a trip down there if you want to do nothing but enjoy the sun, a few drinks, some good food, and maybe a stay at one of the local beach houses. It is our weekend Cozumel.
Love to all,