Home Again
It seems that Jon and Rebecca don't have the gene that drives them to report even when they think there is no news. This morning, it seemed like no one in the IPOP thought there was anything to say either. After they sent his blood sample to the lab, he waited for a long time for someone to come and tell him he could go home. The nurse told him the Nurse Practitioner would come and make the official call. But after a few hours, she got word that the NP was just too busy and Jon was free to go. And so, without any fanfare, he walked out of there.
Tomorrow he has a video call with the Infectious Diseases doctor and then on Friday he has a call with Dr. Imus. He hasn't heard anything from Kaiser about any sort of plan, but maybe that has to wait until Dr. Imus catches up.
On the way home, they stopped at Attman's Deli (thanks to Nell and Don for the gift, what a good idea) and picked up four huge sandwiches. Alissa was here and we all sat down for a 4:00 meal. We decided this was the equivalent of "cream tea" in the British schedule of tea times.
And now we are all indoors on a quiet Monday, looking ahead to a couple of weeks of heat, and feeling glad that Jon is so much better. His taste buds are useless, as predicted. But he still has his fingernails and his cognitive powers are undimmed. He weighs more than he has weighed in a while.
I am guessing there won't be anything to report again until the conversation on Friday. So, y'all can breathe easy for a bit. He did it.
Yeah! SO glad to hear this and especially grateful to be able to keep track of your goings-on from a distance.
ReplyDeleteThis is great news! Glad to hear he is plumping up!
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