Satan is working overtime to try and discourage me. I was up with Hannah most of Friday night. We spent most of Saturday in the emergency room, thinking that she was having an appendicitis. Fortunately, it wasn’t her appendix, but a urinary tract infection that had spread to her kidneys. Sleep evaded us on Saturday night as well, as the medicine from the ER started to wear off.
This afternoon, the doctor called to let us know that the infection was also in her blood. So, we added another antibiotic to her daily routine for the next ten days.
She has spent most of her waking hours weeping. Finally, about 45 minutes ago, she finally dozed off. I am hopeful that she will sleep the night, as I, too, need some sleep.
Tomorrow morning, I head back to the hospital to get a port put into my chest. I’m not looking forward to being put to sleep again, but it’s necessary.
Then, Tuesday afternoon, the treatments – interferon – will start. I don’t really know what to expect, but will update as I know more.