more of the same

Our timeshare week in Hilton Head started yesterday.  We weren't there.  The physician in the hospital where my son consented to go simply finished an examination and said that he would need a better operating room to do what was needed (small rural hospital, but nice) so yesterday they transferred him to St.Joseph/Candler in Savannah.  We made a trip to Reidsville where he began the day, then followed him to Savannah, then after treatment began we left for home.  Total of two hundred seventy four miles with two hospital visits between the miles.   Today, we were back in Savannah, his sister had come from Columbia SC to go with us to the hospital.  My son doesn't look good at all.  I hate to think what he would have looked like today if he hadn't gone at all.  At present they have him on what is almost intravenous lasix, and has a catheter, which he hates,  a lot. Tomorrow they begin to try to drain his abdominal cavity.  I am nervous.

When we got home, the toads (not frogs as a said last) had returned to the pool to copulate.  It was a fatal experience for some because they get in the pool more easily than they get out, so there was some re-netting, both for the live ones and the drowned ones.  Tomorrow we go to Hilton Head and what happens in the pool stays in the pool (like Vegas).  We decided to go to Hilton Head because it is actually closer to the Hospital than our home is.

I can't remember if I have an internet connection there or not, so this may be my last post till Saturday or Sunday.  Bye

(I actually started out to talk about politics, but right now, they are even more depressing than hospital visits.)