Thanks, Connie, for all your information. I will try four times a day, since we seem to have nothing left to lose. This is sudden since we've known about
Hep C for decades. Last summer, he suddenly had a bleed-out here in St. Pete. It quit and they simply sent him home and back to work. I don't give a flip at this point. Here is the guy who writes the manuals on how to fly the US Navy and US Air Force planes. I don't give a flip, because he had to have a Top Secrecy clearance to do what he does. He has a masters from Purdue. On the other hand, I now have back, after this last hospitalization, a husband who is wandering around the garage at midnight.
But, I must say there a few things that have really ticked me off. First of all, when he had the bleed-out in St. Pete last summer, they simply mentioned there was a shunt procedure, but that no one in St. Pete actuallly did that and he should simply go back to work. So, he did. Next up, he goes this month to work over a bridge to Tampa and throws up gallons of blood at work. He is taken to Tampa General and they did the shunt deal. I send my husband off to work one morning and never get him back sane again. So, I am going though all those grief stages. I am angry. I cry all day. Then, I am also very much a realist and realize that we are now, suddenly, in a very different place. Now, I don't get that from doctors, but from myself. I know this guy. They send him home, believe it or not, saying he can probably resume his life soon, including going back as an aerospace engineer. YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!! I now have a husband who is staggering around and sleeping 18 hours a day and acting like he's mentally ill. Resume his job as an aerospace engineer???? I don't think so!!!
I'm also well educated. I'm also a realist. All I want is honest answers I can deal with.
What I don't get is how they can't be honest with me and not just simply throw the realism in my face. Instead, they are like...oh, he might go back to work soon. BULL-CRAPPY! And, he's already on the list for transplant.
Meanwhile, we're home here and exhausted. We see him sleep most of the day and then we're up worrying about him all night. Last night, he was in the garage at midnight looking for boxes. At two AM, he was trying to cook oatmeal on a gas stove. Good God almighty! One day, I'm told that he might be an engineer in a few days, and the next thing I know I'm thrown into this!
Thank God I looked at this forum. That's all I can say. Thank God I looked at this forum.