Mar 31, 2013 - 2:24 pm
Silly me, I thought we might make it into April without another visit to ER. WRONG!
Last night at midnight, hubby was sitting in the recliner just watching TV. All of a sudden, he called to me and his skivvies were soaked with blood. That damm G-tube was pouring blood from the incision site again. This time, at 12:15, no less, I called the surgeon's cell phone(he gave me the # and said to call if it happened again, but probably didn't expect a midnight call). He said to call 911, so I did and they carted him off to our local ER. I filled the doc in on the solution from our previous visit there, so he put in a few stitches and all is well again.
The surgeon called earlier to check on him, but I missed the call. So I'm waiting for him to call back. I don't want to bother the man on Easter Sunday in case he has family stuff going on. I feel like an idiot already for calling him last night, but he is the one who told me to do so.
This is too crazy. We really need to find out what is causing this. As far as I know, chemo is still on for tomorrow.