Hospital Update

Ian is in the hospital with a mystery fever/infection. His fever rose yesterday morning and we were in the ER until 10pm last night when a bed opened up at the main hospital. We are waiting for lab results and blood cultures to reveal what's going on. Possibly just Fiona's virus, maybe an additional sinus infection, maybe something else entirely. Without an immune system to fight bacteria and fungus, they take a fever very seriously around here. 

Whatever the case, Ian isn't doing so good. He hasn't rested well and has lost all his spark and spunk. His eyes are glassy and distant. He's not even reading texts sent to him. It breaks my heart. 

The hospital bed is torture for his body, inflating/deflating the moment he settles into a comfortable position. He's being pumped with "big gun" antibiotics which may or may not be effecting him. One thing is for sure - something about this place seems to numb the soul. It's hard to have hope, to remember life outside the hospital, when you are chained to IV drips and dependent on shifting nurses for basic necessities. I'm trying to hold onto hope for him, but this place has its effect on me also. 

We should have news today or tomorrow from the labs. 

Please pray it's nothing serious and he can come home soon!