The first night in a hospital for me in over 38 years and it wasn’t too bad.
They are giving me so much fluid that the worst of it was frequent bathroom trips (try peeing in a jug–they have to monitor my “output”–at 3 in the morning). Oh, yea, and there was the woman down the hall moaning for help at 4a.m.
This morning I had an ultrasound of my heart which was really cool to watch.
Otherwise, not too much excitement here.
One step closer to lymphoma-free.