I can't come up with a title for today's post. I'm losing my sense of creativity along with a whole lot of sleep. Jack just couldn't seem to get comfortable today. His heart rate was higher than usual and he was running a slight fever. Of course, the minute he runs a fever they want to culture everything. His central line is no longer "giving" blood, it's only taking in fluids (TPN). I told them there was no way anyone was even attempting to get blood out of Jack at this point. His veins are shot and the well is dry (so to speak). They gave him some Tylenol and turned down the temperature of his room. So far, he is keeping his temp down. He's finally resting comfortably for the first time today and respiratory is here to do their thing. Such is life in the hospital. I hate this ...

Ciao.