The Lodge is just a half block from Madison Square Garden and there's a queue of taxis lined up at the ready to pick up an even longer queue of people waiting to be taken to their important destination. Even though it was a short distance to walk we had all of our luggage and bags to handle. Fortunately, Pete's large duffel had wheels, but even pulling that and carrying his laptop took their toll and he was pale and looked very shaky when we got to the end of the line. Fortunately, everything moved very quickly and we were in the cab and on our way in a matter of minutes.
D got a blood return, hooray! All the numbers are still looking good, though sodium bicarb was a little low. Pete's been having some difficulty getting and keeping the oral bicarb down, so D said that rather than having him start to get nauseous, she'd just give him a second bottle during the infusion after the first one finished.
I briefly saw Dr R in the area talking with several people, but he didn't come in to see Pete today.
Left to Right: Pan, Tess, Scrat |
It is so good to be home.
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