We like things to get better. We don't like setbacks. Yesterday and today have been very hard. I am praying for another miracle of knowing what to do. This time the inspiration has to come to me. I hope I am listening.
Elder Babcock's symptoms are kind of like when he had a low sodium level in his blood, so I renewed the prescription for diuretics. And then I emailed Dr. Rivas. Actually I emailed him first and we did a back and forth for a few emails. He told me to get him some Gatorade as well and to get him in to see him if he wasn't getting better. Some elders are coming to give Ken a blessing tonight.
It is kind of scary. Yesterday I was thinking how much easier it is to call up the Health Center and get an appointment with a doctor in Salt Lake City. But today I am grateful that I can email a doctor who understands what we have been through and has access to all the records and the other doctors who have treated him. The doctors here talk to each other about patients, especially ones like Elder Babcock.
The sun was shining today and it was actually a bit warm. I got Ken to walk around the block with me, but it was like walking with someone who had been drinking, and I realized he needed to be in bed.
The sister missionaries in Tolhuaca have moved in together because the new apartment has rats. Actually it is an old elder apartment that had an exterminator work on it. But evidently the rats are thriving. On Monday they will be moving the extra fridge and furniture into our house for storage until it is needed to set up another apartment. We have room. In the joint apartment the only problem they have at the moment is slugs on the wall.
Last night, we actually heard something scrabbling in our bedroom or in the wall behind our headboard. I have one of those sound machines that is supposed to make rodents and insects want to leave and I pointed it at the area. We haven't heard anything since, and I hope whatever it was found its way out again.
I sent an Email to Dr. Rivas telling him that yesterday and today
Kenneth has the same symptoms that he had when he had low blood sodium and that
his ankles were swollen. I needed his
advice and he was quick to respond. Neither of us expected that Elder Babcock
would be returning to the hospital. See
Part 3 for the details of the second hospitalization.
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