Today was by far, a better day than yesterday. Carrie remains stable today, with some minor fluctuations in oxygen flow.

This morning I received a call from her doctor and we discussed some new medications. One he would like to try in particular is Dapsone. It’s a medication that’s long been used to treat leprosy patients, and he is seeing better results with it than Remdesvir or Ivermectin. Of course, it works better when administered in early stages of Covid, but he thought at this point it was worth a shot. I did some research on it, and gave my consent to give her the drug.

On the call, the doctor also mentioned that her oxygen saturation had dropped, and they increased her oxygen support back up to 100%. It put that sick feeling right back into the pit of my stomach. And I should have learned my lesson yesterday – call the nurse and get a report before I panic about anything this doctor says. Mind you, I think he is an excellent doctor. I think he’d do or prescribe anything if he thought it had a chance of helping Carrie. The problem really seems to be more of a communication issue between us.

I visited the hospital today to peer at Carrie through her window. I was able to get an accurate report from her amazing nurse, Ashley. They did in fact need to increase Carrie’s oxygen levels back to 100%. In that, it was a harder day. But in speaking with the nurse, her higher oxygen need is due to Carrie’s need for dialysis. They’re pumping so much fluid into her, but with her kidneys not working yet, it takes dialysis to remove that fluid from her tissues. The fluid surrounds her lungs and constricts her breathing more. Yesterday and today, they did dialysis and removed five liters of fluid between the two days. Nurse Ashley was confident that we would be able to successfully lower that oxygen level tomorrow with that fluid gone. I did see though that Carrie’s oxygen saturation was at 98%, yet again the highest I’ve seen it. I do believe her lungs are healing.

While I was at the hospital today, the OB nurse came in to check Jeremiah’s heartbeat. She had some trouble recording it on the doppler, so they pulled in an ultrasound machine. It was quite a blessing after yesterday’s debacle. Jeremiah has a good strong heartbeat, 129 beats per minute. He likes to do somersaults in momma’s tummy, making doppler readings difficult.

Today I received so many encouraging Bible verses and prayers by text, phone, messenger, and Facebook. I know God hears my prayers and I know that God is calling me closer to Him. Today I let my feelings guide me as to when to pray. When I felt hurt or worry, I lifted Carrie up in prayers again…calling out to our amazing God. He is bigger than all of this. He is in control of all of this. And I believe He can and will heal Carrie.

Thank you for all the prayers and support. Please keep the prayers coming. Some of you have even donated, for which I am so very grateful. Carrie and I have now received $650 from donations so far. All of you who read these posts, pray for us, send cards, and donate…I just have no words. You are amazing blessings from God. Thank you so very much.