Milrinone underway
Tyler, Heidi and I went to UCSF Sunday afternoon. We got a suite in 7 East, like old times, and a lot of things had changed. First, they don't let you ride the regular elevators to the 6th or 7th floors. They don't let you use the stairs, either. Second, there were many different pieces of equipment and color schemes. I was fascinated by the vein finder, which I discovered, upon scrutiny, was a broad band laser. It adequately showed the veins in Tyler's hand, but the people still struggled to get a valid IV and had to do five attempts.
Poor Tyler was screaming, "I don't want a shot! Take it out! I WANNA GO HOME!" Eventually he calmed down and the milrinone began pumping. He watched some DVD's and then it was time for bed.
Poor Tyler was screaming, "I don't want a shot! Take it out! I WANNA GO HOME!" Eventually he calmed down and the milrinone began pumping. He watched some DVD's and then it was time for bed.
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I'm sure Mom and Dad hurt even more than he does. :(
Sleep well tonight.
Prayers for Mr. T continue.