Vlad finally started getting his platelet transfusion after 9 p.m. We started this journey about 12 hours earlier. Ruby is his night nurse; she is such a comfort. Found out tonight she's Filipino. Her husband is Thai and he speaks Thai, Tagalog and English. Their girls have learned to speak (but not to write) Thai. Ruby speaks Tagalog and perfect English. She and Vlad were comparing language stories; he was telling her about taking Alex to Odessa and his getting reaquainted with Russian.
Anyway, his fever went to 102 tonight. His platelets dived to 4,000, which is critical, Clementine said. She ordered the platelet transfusion herself. I don't know why Conlon didn't order it. Ruby said he never called after Susy, today's nurse, paged him on several questions. Oh well.
Vlad was very cranky tonight, but who can blame him. He feels like crap and he refused to get a glucose blood test because he couldn't stand being stuck any more today.
His fever finally started coming down. At about 101, Ruby gave him a bunch of Benadryl before the platelets, which should knock him out. As the platelets started flowing, I left about 9:30 p.m. All the gates were locked, save one tonight. I had to drive to the east side of the entire complex to get out. Maybe it's a new security deal.
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