Spiking temps, leg/knee pain constant at this point, way-too prominent butterfly rash. Dosed with Oxycodone and Dialauded she's
still coherent and manages to say how grateful and positive she is from everyone's concern and support. She's getting ready to get a new
pic line so not to have to go through anymore IV's. Spirits are up, care is premium and a new day is around the corner.
Through this hospital stay we've been listening to "
Lamentation" by an artist named
Tunde
Jegede, over and over
...it's been a blessing. I'm sharing this only because the music is calming, more so than the drugs - for Angela, for me and for those who enter our space. Isn't music supposed to sooth the savage beast? Lupus has surely raised it's head with a howl this go around but it continues to retreat with our positive vibrations and Angela and her caretakers kind hearts... the music helps. I recommend it to all...Just a tangent thought while there is a lull...
Can't help but feel we are blessed to have the care we have. The doctor who was on shift when Angela nose-dived called from his home - his night off, checking in to see how she's doing. The sounds people make on this floor at night are discomforting, I walk down the hall with my blinders on only to look forward and out of respect to those who are suffering. Our door is shut to our private room, the music is on with lights dimmed and a trust in the air that all will be well...for us...and knowing there is always something to be grateful for.
Rounding the turn...pic line should be on its way.