Morning 8 East

Good news: Marsh smiled 4x last p.m.! Though his o2 was wobbly last night before sleep, it has settled today in his sweet spot in the 80s.

He woke up comfortably after a good sleep with a big pee (t.m.i. but a good signal diuretic is working!).

He already ate an entire bag of salt & vinegar chips this a.m…more than he has had to eat in over a week!

Plan is to wash his hair and hope/pray (with everything we have got) that gets his wish fulfilled to “get out of here”…please lean in (more if you can) with big thoughts & huge prayers.

Hugs, love, and so many thanks ❤

8 East Night 1

Dr. Friedman stopped by before he left for the weekend. The xray yesterday afternoon looked as good as the night after the cath.

The ultrasound, however, showed both lungs have effusions or collections of blood – and there is no way to know other than repeating images.

Every time the nurse came into his room yesterday he cried and declared “I want to leave” and “I want to go home.”

Then he cried in my arms.

I hadn’t ever seen Marsh’s spirits so low – worsened by the previous night’s promises of going home yesterday – and I really never want to see him so sad ever again.

💔