As the Queen reported yesterday, it was a good interaction day with a dose of medical regression. She has fluid collecting around her heart (a pericardial effusion for those keeping score at home). That's a definitive step backward. Accompanying that is a significant uptick in her chest tube drainage. Comparatively, she drained twice as much in a 12-hour period yesterday than she did in a 24-hour period two days ago.
I can say this: while they are being proactive in their treatment of it, no one is hopping up and down and getting particularly excited. Think a raised eyebrow rather than a full-on fit. They're on it. They're watching closely. And we are grateful.
She had a great night, enjoyed visiting with one of her favorite people. She laughed some. We got out and roamed the halls a bit. She slept reasonably well for all the medically necessary interruptions she experienced. As I type this now, she's still peacefully enjoying La-La-Land.
You can pray today that her body catches up to the fluid issue. My sense of things is that's what everyone wants - her body to process the extra and misplaced and move it on out.
And you can pray for another sweet day in the midst of the medically necessary. I love it when she smiles that little wry grin of hers and her eyes get replaced by the dimples on her cheeks.
Thank you one and all.