Five minutes after I hit post Doug called me to take him to the hospital. (I made a phone post while I was in the car coming to get him, but it doesn't appear to have made it to the server.)
I just got back to the office for the afternoon; he hasn't been admitted yet, but almost certainly will be. The MD we spoke with (who was fabulous - almost everyone we've dealt with today has been great) explained what a normal potassium level is (5-6 - it's an exponential measurement, like earthquakes) vs.
what his actually was (2.2 in yesterday's labs, today's weren't back before I left) and the dangers of putting too much in the system too soon ("I'd just squirt ya and send you on your way, but too much potassium is how Kevorkian's machine works"). They had finished the first infusion (both K and magnesium) as I was leaving, and were going to be doing follow-up labs to see how well he was absorbing it. There is a possibility (pending his response to the infusions, discovery of a root cause, etc.) that he could be released as early as tomorrow
I have a Crappy Cellphone Picture™ of him in his hospital bed that I will be emailing the newsletter staff. ;-) (He's sticking his tongue out at me, it's great.) I'll also be stopping on my way up to the hotel tonight (Yes, I'm still coming up - if only so I can get all the crap for the party offloaded into aurictech
's room) to pick up one of those absurdly oversized get-well cards and parading it around Meet The Guests tomorrow if he isn't on-site by then. (As well as a bottle of Nair - they did an excellent job of attaching the lead pads for the monitor and the EKG, but there's still some hair stuck under them, and it'll be easier to just kill all of it before pulling the pads off.)
Apart from a few moments in the car where I desperately wanted dafydd
with me (not simply as someone to hang onto, but as someone who Speaks Doctor), I'm actually doing remarkably well. If anything, Doug going into the hospital makes things easier
for me, because I'm no longer on eleventerhooks (these go to eleven) waiting for my phone to ring with the call I got at 0930 this morning.
BTW, thanks to all of you who made food suggestions for increasing his K levels, but remember that this is Doug Who Won't Eat Anything we're talking about. (Alas, literally - one of the other things that has been wrong these last two weeks is that he's not producing any saliva, so none of the few things he will
eat taste right. They gave him crackers and cheese this morning, and he wasn't even able to finish one cracker...on top of the saliva issue and still having no matching molars, he was actually so weak he was having trouble chewing.)
Anyway. I've finished inhaling the burrito I picked up on my way back here, and really should do some actual work in the three hours I've got left. I'll see some of you later this evening; sylvan
is my Point of Contact on-site until I get there. kevin_standlee
, Doug would like me to sit in for him on Match Game, even if he is on-site; if you have an alternate, I'm okay with that, but I think it'd be a blast to do. (And I can pimp tas_baycon
and the Minions of Doug while I'm up there. *grin*)