It was actually a pretty boring day! But, it was a good one!

McKenna did get up and go with me. Usually this girl is a talker, but she was quiet for the first part of the drive and then she fell asleep until we got to the hospital. Traffic wasn't bad and there was no ice as the day before. But the drive home...I don't think she quit talking the entire ride, and we had to come through town instead of the interstate because of an accident right before the ramp and I couldn't even get into the proper lane. But, no big deal (going through town), it just takes a little longer.

Bill was surprised and happy to see Kenna and was still on 8 liters of oxygen and had been all night! And his numbers were excellent. They stayed up most of the time, except for when he moved around, but he's rebounding fast each time.

He got into his chair right before lunch, after Kenna took another nap in it, and stayed in it until after he had his dinner last night.

We didn't see many doctors, and he didn't have therapy because Travis was off, but he should have it today or over the week-end. The lung dr. was surprised to see that he was on regular oxygen and that he was sounding a little better. The nurse practitioner from cardiology who takes care of his immunosuppressant levels popped her head in and couldn't believe how good he looked. He asked about going home and she said she would talk to Dr. Edwards, but I told her he's not ready, his flow is still too high and he's too weak to walk up the 3 steps into the house. But she was pleased at how good he looked. She's the one who said that technically he wasn't their patient since we chose to have the transplant done at Mayo. I think she also got a talking to from Dr. Threlkeld after our conversation in his office.

And, that was pretty much it as far as drs. went.

There were three interesting happenings going on. Right after we got there, there was a flurry of activity with IV pumps being taken to a room and other equipment being moved. I had noticed that room had been empty when I left the day before but there had been a person it. When Kenna and I left and walked by the room, the patient was there with 12 IV pumps! Of course I didn't want to stare and look in, but there were 2 nurses busily working on and around the patient, so they must have done another transplant. Our nurse Whitney came by and said that she needed to close the door for a couple of minutes, but she didn't close the blinds in the little window and a few minutes later a sheet covered gurney was pushed past us from one of the 2 rooms beyond Bill's. I knew that one of those patients was in really bad shape from seeing a family member talking in the hall with Dr. Yaranov and then lots of family in and out. But, at least they closed the door. That was one of the things that bothered me last year, they would just wheel a body past all of the rooms with the doors open. So, maybe someone did say something.

The last one was when Kenna and I were leaving. We had left the transplant unit and the hallway at 1 point intersects with the entrance into the regular CVICU. Just as we came to the intersection, the doors opened from the ICU and a security officer and a black man in  suit came out pushing a gurney with a black velvet covered gurney! We followed at a respectful distance behind and spoke only in whispers until they turned the next corner, but we both wondered why they didn't use the other exit from that unit that opens on employee/patient transport only elevators instead of going through the hospital to the set on the other side of the hospital! Kenna was really kinda freaked out!

 So, that was our day. After talking Kenna out of trying to watch a surgery (she is a weird kid) she was glad to spend time with her Pa, even though it is boring to just sit around. But, he was glad to see her too, so it was all worth it! Now let's see if he'll be content with just me again!