Just a quick post this morning to say that I got a call around midnight, letting me know the Vernon was going to be taken to the emergency room at Hoag because he’d pulled out his G-tube. They didn’t have the right attachments to fix it, I guess, and they did tell me that the new Doctor had been called and approved the transport. (So that’s two emergencies in one week, I expect he WILL be getting in touch with us soon.) I asked the nurse how Vernon was acting. She said: “He was laughing.” Hmm. I prayed a little prayer and went back to sleep. I was too tired to worry.
I called the Mesa Verde first thing this morning. He was sent back after three hours, tube fixed. All is well.
I am concerned that he keeps pulling out his tubes. Hopefully this isn’t a “phase.” He has pulled out the G-tube several times of the course, but not in such close succession.
But he’s back. So it looks like our lives can go as planned today. We’ll be visiting him later, can’t wait to see him….though I’m always slightly nervous because we never know what we’ll get.