Seems that I am not alone in disliking Bob's tiny room on the gloomy side of the hospital. I honestly did not make a big deal in front of him when we arrived last evening, but when we were finally able to speak on the phone this morning he was virtually ranting: "I hate hate hate this room!". Turns out the biggest drawback is that it has the worst cell phone reception on the floor, and that is a huge deal to Mr. Social. He managed to get a call through to me, then it immediately dropped. I called back on his room phone, then that call dropped too. It took a call to the nurse's station from me, to get the room phone plugged in correctly and then we were finally able to talk this morning. (Oh - he also got a generic breakfast this morning, so that was another strike against his new accommodations!)
ANYway, as far as the heart-kidney transplant situation, he's moving along fine. He continues to have a lot of fluid retention, but docs say that's expected and they are dealing with it. At some point today he will have a minor surgical procedure to remove his old, no-longer-needed pacemaker - it was left in his chest after the transplant, apparently standard practice. So any potential visitors will need to check with the 10 Long nurse's station first, to find out where he is.
I am working from home this morning, then hope to visit a couple of hotels and apartments in preparation for our 6-week SF stay, required after he leaves the hospital. I am daring to spend the night with him tonight (have always wondered how comfortable those little fold-out recliners really are), so I don't have to fight the Tuesday morning commute to be with him for the early morning biopsy, first one on his new heart. I will hope to report a less-grumpy status for our hero later today.
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