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Tough Ride but Positive thoughts

Well its been quite the ride here. Yesterday, I was planning on going home all day. Even though no doctor or anything came to see me until after 3pm, I was still hopeful. They kept telling me they were waiting for Infectious Disease to come tell me what antibiotics I have to go home with. I think he finally came just after 4:00 and said the infection wasn't that bad and I didn't need the picc line, just oral antibiotics. I was veery happy because now I could hold Hailey and get the hell out of here!! Once again, too good to be true. A few minutes later, the PA came in and said that the neurosurgery team didn't see eye to eye with Infectious disease and they still wanted me to have the picc line. They said I've come too far and they want to be aggressive and save this! I was happy with that because I feel I've come to far too and I do not want to start over!! So, anyway I didn't go home yesterday. They had to do some research to see what meds to send me home on since ID didn't give them one to give through an IV. Dr. Pilitsis came in this morning and said they are going to get me out of here! It looks like such a beautiful day out there, I really just want to go home and enjoy it with Ryan and Hailey!! Dr. Novak should be here this morning also to do some programming so hopefully my hand will continue to get better!!!
Its been tough being here for 5 days but I am glad they caught it early and I am still being positive and smiling because my hand is getting better!!!
Now, time for this awesome hospital breakfast... ugh.

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