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I slept from about 04:00 this morning until about 09:00.

Of course, I checked on Karen frequently.

Her temperature went up to 101.7, and then back to normal, twice last night. I have no idea what that was about...

She did sleep soundly when she slept, though.

About 10:30 I started calling the doc... we were losing ground. Karen could just barely get out of bed. I'd moved her to the guest room upstairs, mostly 'cause the waterbed is so hard to get in and out of... and I didn't want her to have to go up and down the stairs.

The doc finally called back... not the one that we know, but someone who I never even met... our oncologist's partner. He listened to me, though, and then told me that I couldn't take care of this at home, and told me to go to the ER.

So we got there about noon, and she was evaluated and had blood drawn and a chest x-ray, which the doc said hadn't changed much, but it had, quite a bit. I don't always have to agree with these guys.

So the plan was to admit her to the hospital. The oncologist on call wouldn't do it, so he referred to our primary care guy. And he wasn't on call, but his partner referred Karen to the hospitalist, a very nice guy who's been around for a while.

So off we go. They get her settled in and she promptly goes back to sleep.

We waited for a coupla hours for the doc to see her, and then I left... I had to get my pills sorted into their little compartmented boxes and take the evening ones.

I went back about an hour later, and I remembered to take her toothbrush and toothpaste. And I got in a major thunderstorm, wind, hail and everything except for a tornado. Amazing, it had just started and there was two inches of water covering the street.

The hail was pea-sized and soft, so no damage. It was interesting, I could see hail but it was going the other direction... this snuck up on me from behind.

Kim and Tom and Andy had been there while I was gone, but they left before I got there.

So my hoped are that she is better by tomorrow... they're giving her a dextrose solution now, along with other fluids. Her labs were all OK, the main problem was that she just hadn't been eating... a week of almost nothing, and very little before that.

One of the oncology nurses was working on Karen's floor, and we talked for a while. She told me that it was good that I brought Karen in, thusly relieving me from having to feel stupid about it... I really didn't over-react.

And I need to go do some laundry... Karen's stuff. I hate doing women's' laundry... I always get thouroughly criticized when I'm done, heh.

Fuck cancer. Just fuck it.