That's Scary!

Scary things happen at hospitals. Here’s one episode among many in the five days my son has been there.
This morning, there was a bag of iron hanging on the pole beside his bed. It was being delivered intravenously to his body. A nurse came in and said, "You're not supposed to be getting blood." My son said, "I'm not, it's iron." She said, "No, honey, that's blood." She removed it from the pole and left with it. A little later, another nurse came in, looked at the empty pole and said, "Where's your iron?" He said, "Another nurse took it." She shook her head, sighed loudly and stomped out, but came back later with another bag of iron and started all over again. It would be funny if it weren’t so scary!  
He went into this hospital on Wednesday evening. After checking his hemoglobin, they realized he was losing a lot of blood. So they started blood and plasma. Almost forty-eight hours and six units of blood later, when they saw that the hemoglobin hadn’t gone up, they finally got around to checking to see where the blood was coming from! The doctor admitted after two days and two Endoscopies that, when he found the ruptured artery, blood was “gushing!” Scary!  He wasn’t really sure he had fixed it either because he had a surgeon standing by just in case.
They aren’t saying when my son will be released, but I hope it’s soon. He just may be better off at home taking care of himself than staying in a hospital where one hand doesn’t know what the other is doing!


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