Or is it part trois? I don’t know, I have lost track. Anyway, for the uninitiated, RBM stands for Rapid Boo Movement, and Boo is in fine form today. Today, by the way, is Monday, May 13, 3:02 am. Why am I blogging at 3:02 am? Why not?1 Boo is up, ergo, I am up. He just does not seem to want to sleep tonight. I thought he would probably sleep well tonight as he had walked over a mile yesterday, and had eaten really well. No soap. He is up. Not in any discernible pain, just letting out his infamous banshee cries. Right now, he is happily watching his beloved Sid the Science Kid. For a while we got to listen to his wound vac beep until the nurse resecured the line and mollified it somewhat. The resident on call came in to check his wound site. Ravi was all smiles. She was young, blonde and pretty. Ravi beamed and was more than happy to have his wound site checked out. Alas, she decided all was well and left him to his own devices, so he continued to make noise.
The plan is thus: in about 4 hours we will load him into a wheelchair and take him downstairs to the casting room where they will make a new splint for his arm. He will wear this splint and have his port accessed for another 5 weeks. The splint will immobilize his arm. The accessed port will pump in antibiotics. He will get rid of both sometime around his 22nd birthday and then take a well-deserved and much needed bath! Wet wipes can only do so much. I love our boy, but he smells a bit ripe and really needs some shower time. After the splint is in place, we should get checked out and head home. I am certain we will be met by a great congregation of yapping, howling dogs. We are not sure how Nikki, the cat, will react. He may be happy to see us, he may spurn us, or both. Either way, it is fine, we will be home!
Thanks for jumping into my 3am blog. Be good humans and we will talk soon. Peace, Harriet.
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