The twists continue

Over the next couple of days, I made some progress as far as walking goes. I could walk unassisted for short distances and had managed to climb a few stairs and walk on the sand. In the "coherent" department I was deteriorating. We would be sitting somewhere and my eyes would just roll back in my head and I would pass out. I was also running  a low grade fever. We bought a thermometer Wednesday morning and my temp was 101. I spent the morning at the beach and after lunch it had gone up to 103.3 That was too high. Will and my dad went into the other room and had a little discussion. They came out and told me in no uncertain terms that I was going home. It was about 1pm.  We grabbed our passports and wallets and my dad drove us to the airport. We were able to get on the 3pm flight. The bonus of being in a wheel chair is you don't have to wait at security or customs. Anyways, we got on the plane and arranged for Will's parents to meet us at the airport in Vancouver. The flight was smooth. My fever had broken and I was convinced that the next morning we would be flying back to Maui.

Van and Maura picked us up and took us to Richmond Hospital. It appeared that the wait was going to be a few hours so we decided to drive to Penticton. We arrived at the ER just before 6am. I was immediately hooked up iv antibiotics (figured better to start the antibiotics before waiting for test results). Blood was taken. I was then taken for an assortment of X-rays. I kept explaining to everyone that the bruises and how I was walking was related to the accident, not why I was here. During an abdominal X-ray, the tech comes out and says, "I can't say anything, but make sure your doctor looks at your pelvis". Before I had made it back to my room, I was called in for a ct scan to check on the pelvis. Sure enough there was a crack in front and in back. The Radiologist came into the room and was laughing so hard that I had been walking around with a broken pelvis for the past 5 days and had no idea.

Once back in the room, a doctor came and saw us and said that my hemoglobin was really low (59). Apparently the broken pelvis would cause the drop in hemoglobin and also my fever and why I had no energy and kept falling asleep. It looks like it won't need surgery. Thank goodness! I was so excited that I had some medical thing that was NOT related to cancer. But then, really, cancer AND a broken pelvis in a year??

I was admitted to the hospital to receive blood transfusions. I received 4 units and wow did those every make me feel better. While there I saw a lot of different doctors. I was asked if I wanted to come home or stay to recover, I jumped at the come home part. The doctor laughed. I also saw a OT and a PT that set me up with lots of equipment for use at home. The walker is awesome.

I was so excited to get home. The first thing I did was walk up the stairs to have a shower. It was great to be with the kids again as well. Unfortunately during the night, I discovered I couldn't sleep in my bed. It is much more comfortable to be upright. My sister moved me onto the couch and this afternoon a hospital bed was dropped off for me to sleep in.

We are so thankful for the amount of help we have. Not just with our families, but with our amazing friends who have organized food drop off. We are going to be well fed over here.

Will is doing well. His walking is getting much better and the cuts on his feet are started to heel nicely. We are 1 week in. 5 more until he can bend or pick anything up.

As always, we really appreciate all your prayers and thoughts!

p.s. am taking some pretty strong pain killers so if certain parts don't make sense, that's why.