Adventures with Errol

The other night, Cary made Errol’s bottle - about a twenty minute task (no joke) and said,

That’s really not so bad!

Here’s what she made:

• 3 oz. goat milk (we should just get a goat)
  
• 3 oz. water (cheap)
  
• 6 squirts hydra-aid
  
• 1 ml Digoxin
  
• 1.4 ml Enalapril (yum)
  
• 6.5 ml Motrin
  
• 3 ml Ranitidine (yum, yum)
  
• 2 ml vinegar (yes, that’s right, vinegar)
  
• 81 mg children’s aspirin
  
• 1 ml Plavix
  
• 2 ml Enulose
  
• 1 multivitamin tablet (dinosaurs!!)
  
• 1 t probiotics
  
• 1 t Maalox (sorry, Errol)
  

stirred not shaken

The scary thing is that she was right about the bottle getting easier to make. Since his last trip to the hospital, we have stopped giving Errol

1.5 ml Furosemide

and

10 ml Cleocin

Happy days!

It’s a royal pain in the arse, but it’s all worth it. 

My cousin Benjamin (yes, there certainly are a lot of Benjamins in the family: one uncle, three cousins, one great uncle, one grandfather, and a boatload of second cousins) came to visit. This Benjamin’s a doctor so we showed off Errol’s scar to him. Anyone not in the medical profession runs screaming at the sight of Errol’s scar, Dr. Benjamin thought the scar looked great. He asked about Errol’s blood oxygen saturation and I told him it was about 80. He said

What about after the operation?

And I said

That is after the operation.

And he asked

What was it before?

And I told him it had been in the low 70s.

He figured I didn’t know what I was talking about, (who can blame him?) so he did what most people do after they ask me a question. He asked Cary what the real story was. And Cary said,

Yeah, he was in the low 70s.

And Benjamin (ever the adventurer) said,  

That’s like living at 30,000 feet

Everest, is at 29,035, so I’m going to call Errol, Sir Errol Hillary, to congratulate him on conquering such high altitude. 

And this is actually why we have a lot of hope for Errol walking, talking, and generally making merry developmental progress, because now that we’ve got him almost down to sea level, I think we’re going to see great things from our little Sherpa.

30,000 feet!