So back to Saturday Feb. 12.....
It was a pretty bad day. Probably the worst we'd ever had at the hospital. It just felt like we totally fell through the cracks with everyone.
It all started when our nurse walked in. A float nurse. One that never works on East 8. On the day we are supposed to be going home.:( Clint asked him what the plan was for the day and he started to explain to us that about 9 or 10 they have a meeting with the dr.s called rounds (seriously). I wanted to punch him. Yes we know what rounds are moron. So I sat up and said 'Let me tell you what our plan is today. Clint needs platelets and phosphorous and magnesium, so you need to get them started asap because they take forever and we are going home today'. He looked at me like I was a little crazy and said he'd try to get things going. That was just the beginning, it just seemed like people were forgetting us left and right. Our med list came back without any of our antibiotics on it, and when I noticed it there was nobody still there that could help us. They tried to send us home without oxygen. Just a ton of things were going wrong. It felt like nobody cared how or when we left, which we'd never felt from there before.
When we finally got home around 8 pm we were both emotionally spent. We ended up having an okay night. Clint felt alright, just very weak. I didn't sleep much because they forgot to order the o2 monitor so I felt like I had to watch him all night to make sure he was breathing alright (just one more thing that was forgotten) and he didn't sleep much because he never really does.
Sunday was a good day. We hung out with the boys, had some visitors, and made some yummy valentine cookies. It was just nice to be together as a family, the boys were so happy to have their dad home. They seemed to have missed him more than usual this hospital stay, so it was fun to spend the day with them.
Monday was another good day. Clint was even feeling a little stronger, he even walked the hall and climbed the stairs a few times. My mom made us a yummy valentines dinner and Clint even ate quite a bit. It was a really nice day.
And then came Monday night...