We're still here at Intermountain, waiting for the all-clear so we can go home. They are having a hard time getting his blood thinner in therapeutic range. The pharm student said it looks like the new liver might be a little coumadin resistant. And they did a CT and found a "small" infection in the liver transplant site in his abdomen. So he's on antibiotics. Glad they found that before we went home.
Still sore, still tired, still thrilled to be here on the back side of the transplant process. We appreciate all the love and caring that have been expressed in person and online. We've had a great team of doctors and that certainly helps.
On a less medical note, the animals are convinced I gave Beaux away, I think. The big fat cat, Tiger, who used to love me more than life, glares at me balefully when I wander home. You can hear the wheels turn in his head: Brought in that huge puppy, got a new kitten, shipped Daddy off somewhere unknown. What is her deal?
Beaux's getting stronger, though, and that's all that matters.