I really just want to bury my head in the ground. I am just mentally exhausted. My brother Caleb, who is 31 and has Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy (http://mda.org/disease/duchenne-muscular-dystrophy/overview), is in the hospital. My family had just hired a new night nurse that had claimed to have had done care on "thousands" of picc lines. If you don't know what a picc line is, check this out: http://www.ivnc-usa.com/PICCDefinition.aspx. Well, just over a week ago she was changing the dressing on the picc line, and didn't wash her hands, didn't wear gloves, used a random pair of unsterile scissors that she found on the dresser, and used dirty pliers. The nurse was fired. Needless to say, the line was contaminated, and now Caleb is in Children's Hospital (because they specialize in childhood diseases such as DMD) being pumped with antibiotics for a picc line infection. They identified 2 different bacteria that are thankfully in the same family, so they can be treated by the same meds.
Unfortunately the side effects are making him quite miserable. He's having hallucinations when he closes his eyes, can't sleep, and is very nauseated. So they have him on meds to combat the nausea, and are looking into changing his antibiotic to stop the hallucinations. They have also discovered that his ICD (Internal Cardiac Defibrillator) is not working correctly, and need to figure out what is wrong with it. It could be the bacterial infection, OR it could be scar tissue. There are different things that could be causing that. If it's the infection, it has to be removed. Not something we want to have happen. We're also slightly concerned about his kidneys. The docs are pretty sure they have figured out what's going on, but that doesn't ease my mind after his kidney failure almost 2 years ago.
On top of that, I'm house/dog sitting for some friends. Their beloved Bailey has a hot spot on his lower back, and I have to keep a close eye on it. Thankfully I have a friend that is a vet tech, and helped me with what I can do to keep ahead of it.
Add to that tired and arguing kids, tons of pictures to edit, a house to clean, work, I can't sleep well at night, and everything else that I'm normally going head to head with, and I'm just done. I am D.O.N.E. I want to be like an ostrich. I don't want to be like a duck. I want to be like an ostrich. It's all going to work out well in the end, but still, in the middle of it, I'd rather just hide.
Unfortunately the side effects are making him quite miserable. He's having hallucinations when he closes his eyes, can't sleep, and is very nauseated. So they have him on meds to combat the nausea, and are looking into changing his antibiotic to stop the hallucinations. They have also discovered that his ICD (Internal Cardiac Defibrillator) is not working correctly, and need to figure out what is wrong with it. It could be the bacterial infection, OR it could be scar tissue. There are different things that could be causing that. If it's the infection, it has to be removed. Not something we want to have happen. We're also slightly concerned about his kidneys. The docs are pretty sure they have figured out what's going on, but that doesn't ease my mind after his kidney failure almost 2 years ago.
On top of that, I'm house/dog sitting for some friends. Their beloved Bailey has a hot spot on his lower back, and I have to keep a close eye on it. Thankfully I have a friend that is a vet tech, and helped me with what I can do to keep ahead of it.
Add to that tired and arguing kids, tons of pictures to edit, a house to clean, work, I can't sleep well at night, and everything else that I'm normally going head to head with, and I'm just done. I am D.O.N.E. I want to be like an ostrich. I don't want to be like a duck. I want to be like an ostrich. It's all going to work out well in the end, but still, in the middle of it, I'd rather just hide.
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