Yesterday afternoon, Eric requested filet mignon and mashed potatoes for dinner. Great! Bob and I got right on it. Well, he hardly ate any. "Guess I filled up on grapes," he said, after eating maybe ten. Then a bit too much drama last evening. After dinner and soon after his evening NG feeding, Eric's blood pressure climbed to 160/110. And not long after that, he started vomiting. Alot. We called Houston and the on-call pulmonologist said not to worry if Eric wasn't having any symptoms such as dizziness, persistent headache, or blurred vision, which he wasn't. As if vomiting wasn't bad enough, he threw up his NG tube. On the very day the home care company delivered nine cases of Pulmocare! (That's the stuff we drip down his NG tube) So, we'll give him a trial and see if he can eat enough on his own to maintain weight gain, but if not, he'll have to have the NG put back in, which he dreads. Of course, this morning, after all that vomiting and without the three cans of Pulmocare overnight, his weight was down two pounds. No problems though overnight, and he seemed to feel fine this morning. His blood pressure was still somewhat high, 143/99, but nothing like last night. No more nausea or vomiting. He did fine at PT, though they're taking it relatively easy on him. And he's eating fairly well today. We'll see.
Post-PT Sonic snack . . . corn dog, fries, and a watermelon cream slush.