John now has a urologist, Dr. John Pettit. Dr. Pettit performed John's stent insertion. All went well. He said he is fairly confident that the narrowing in the ureter was due to scarring from surgery. But given John's cancer and treatment, they will be following up with "further testing." So we'll be holding our breath for a while.
John did eat dinner tonight! He has gorgonzola pasta with chicken, green beans, half a peach and a "Nanaimo bar" (of sorts). Sounds good in writing...But it's hospital food. And it's St. Joe's hospital food. Think trans-Atlantic coach flight with food that's 6+ hours in a warming oven. Get it? But it's the first he's eaten since Monday morning's toast.
He's scheduled to come home tomorrow and we'll go from there. Would somebody please turn the power back on so we can see that little light again?
I'm signing off to go cook myself some dinner and entertain the cats who have been sorely neglected for the past couple of days. They are lovely to come to, even though they (especially Token) are somewhat demanding. Who said cats are aloof?
Thank you for sticking with John and I on this seemingly endless trek. I truly mean it...Thank you with all my heart...Nancy
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