He's either got a severe intestinal virus or a severe intestinal bacterial infection. The blood cultures will tell us what's what, but they're still incubating. He spent two excruciating days fighting it at home, but it was very obvious that he wasn't going to beat this without the help of IV fluids and meds. He hasn't eaten anything solid since Monday, and what little liquid he's managed to get down has pretty much boomeranged.
The only good parts are:
+He lost most of the water-weight brought on by the lymphedema, albeit in an alarmingly short time, and now has actual ankles and calves. (~10 lbs in ~half a day)
+He gets to see most of the nurses that he loved so much from the initial stay. A couple have moved on to new phases of their lives, but there were several familiar faces yesterday, and he was happy to see them all even though he was feeling miserable.
Unfortunately, they switched him off of morphine to some other narcotic, because they didn't like the way morphine makes him retch right after he gets it. I say unfortunately, because the new drug made the retching and nausea even worse, and didn't do as fast or complete a job on the pain as the morphine. They're going to revisit his eye pain while he's there too since the Restasis doesn't seem to be helping much. And they're going to look into pain management strategies if he's still having pain after this is cleared up.
He's got his computer, so we may hear from him if he's feeling better this morning. We'll definitely hear from him as soon as he does feel better though - not much else to do in a hospital room with a view of a different wing. B6/644 this time - it's roomier than the last 2 rooms, but the view from the bed is nothing but building. We watched Survivor and CSI last night in the dark, and then visiting hours were over.