A new doctor came by and basically said, wow, you look a lot better than I would have expected after seeing your labwork. But she said I ought to meet the surgeons sooner rather than later; there’s still a possibility of losing the colon and she didn’t want it to be under emergency circumstances.
I mentioned the second Humira dose (two epipens’ worth for the second dose) is to be Tuesday, and we all hoped.
I have a team of gastroenterologists working on me, and I’ve been impressed at how very careful and thorough they are.
And a few minutes ago Mom and Richard and I were taking a very short walk outside my room when I exclaimed, “BRIAN!!! I’d recognize the back of that head anywhere!”
Brian turned around, surprised, and my favorite old nurse from six years ago and I threw our arms around each other. SO good to see him. Although I prefered doing so, say, after the last time I ever knit a pair of socks: they were for him. As a thank you for being willing to walk in his patients’ shoes.
He’s a good one.