Holy cranberries and lobster tails. What a week. So, my last post we were waiting to see what level Staph infection my dad had, right. Well, Saturday they determined he did NOT have a staph infection so they sent him home. They were waiting to get the rest of the blood results to figure out what type of infection he had. Well guess what, my mom and sister were right after all — he was dehydrated. No infections.
Well, they still had that antibody problem, right? Well, it seems when they reread the antibody test results it wasn’t as bad as they first thought. He doesn’t have to have that procedure four weeks prior to the surgery. I guess he just has to have the infusions that he was supposed to have last Sunday and Tuesday so he could have the surgery on Thursday — yesterday.
As of yesterday they transplant coordinator said they’d have a date for us but it would “definitely” be some time AFTER November 1. Guess she looked at the calendar wrong or something because the surgery date was rescheduled today for October 19. (Maybe her calendar reads like my dad’s and October comes after November???)
I guess this last week was a trial run or something. I don’t know.
So, now I get to figure out when I’m flying down and rebook my plane ticket. Thank goodness for Southwest.
I never liked flying with them until I realized how great they are with booking and rebooking travel. They’ve sold me. Not to mention the fact that they treated my dad really good when he traveled last year when he was so sick. Unlike another airline whose name we won’t discuss but it starts with an A and is the only airline I know who is named after a state that has polar bears as residents.
So, I guess I know when I’m going to CA now.
Just need to talk to my dad to find out when he wants me to arrive…I’m hoping for a couple days before surgery.

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