I think these notes must have been left up on Vernon’s room-board from a few days ago because as far as I understand, several of these things have already changed. First of all, he wasn’t discharged in 1-2 days, and it is certain (not just possible) that he will have a Quinton (temporary) catheter placed in his chest tomorrow.
Apparently, the idea was to change out the dialysis catheter, where the latest infection had been found, and if all was clear, virus wise, he would be transferred back to Kindred and get a new tube placed there. But MRSA virus was discovered and that is serious enough for the hospital to keep an eye on longer. Now Vernon already had experienced this in his sputim (phlegm) a couple of months ago, but that is under control. The hospital needs to make sure that the virus is treated while he is still there.
Dialysis patients are 100 times more likely than the general population to contract the MRSA so it isn’t a huge surprise that he has gotten sick this way. Unfortunately, this week’s procedure and testing/waiting for results has kept Vernon from getting the dialysis he needs every other day. So today when I saw him, he had a double dose of illness in his body: the virus as well as being filled with toxins that have not been dialyzed. Needless to say, he was not feeling well. He was unfocused and very tired.
He will be getting a temporary catheter put in tomorrow (a more permanent one will be placed when the infection is gone) so that he can receive dialysis again. I know that will be a relief for him, but the staff tells me that it will take a few more rounds of the process before he feels more like himself (less toxic) again.
I write this as a journal but also as a means to update the people who care about Vernon and our family. He needs your prayers…yet again. It seems I’ll just keep asking until this is over. Thank you, as always, for lifting him up in love. Medicine isn’t the only way to bring healing.