I took Ubar to the hospital today around 11 am. He was having severe pain in his lower right abdomen and around to his lower right back. After hours and hours in the ER (literally till 6 pm) they decided that there could be a problem and admitted him.
When they got him up to the floor, his BP had dropped to 61 over 43. They freaked. I freaked. They decided that there was a serious problem and started pumping drugs into him to raise his pressure, then moved him to ICU.
His doctor babe came to see him, and she decided that they needed a surgeon on standby because it probably is his appendix about to explode on him. The surgeon wasn't thrilled with the surgical area of the hospital we take him to because it has been newly built and they are still working the kinks out of the surgical arena, etc. He wanted him moved to the hospital an hour away. Doctor babe agreed and at 10 pm tonight, they were moving him to the surgical ICU at that hospital, where the surgeon would take his first actual hands on look at Ubar and decide if they were going in tonight or if they were gonna wait and go in tomorrow sometime.
When I had to leave, his BP was up to 112 over 58... He wasn't very coherent and they were waiting on the Mobile ICU to transport him.
For most people, the appendix, caught in time, would be no real big deal. Ubar, however, as most of you know, has a long history of heart failure, a pacemaker, and now suffers from lung issues that keep putting him in the hospital every few monthes. .. His doctor babe asked him point blank, if he kicked off, did he want her to bring him back. .. She expressed the seriousness of his heart and lung factors. He told her I could decide (thanks.... *sigh*).
I had to come home, because, naturally, I can't get out of work tomorrow. (Let's all sing.. woobie loves her boss)... and he may or may not be in surgery tonight since that depends on what the surgeon decides when he arrives at the other hospital where said surgeon is waiting for him. I tried to call his mother at 8:30 to let her know what is happening and got the answering machine.
I guess I won't know much unless they call me on my cell.. or when I get there tomorrow afternoon sometime after I get off work at 2.
I am scared. I have asked God to handle it all for me. I believe He will. I also know that all your prayers won't hurt to have along. Please don't call the house or the cell.. I want to keep the lines open for the hospital... Just have a chat with the big guy for me ..
love, and fears,
woobie
