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Carmen's procedure is tomorrow....

So after doing an extensive ultrasound of her legs (to map the veins for the procedure etc.) and a CT scan of her head (to ensure that she doesn't have any lesions that could bleed out during the procedure) there was no time to actually do the procedure, so it has been pushed back to tomorrow morning. Which is actually better because the ICU's night staff is a lot smaller (more people=more attention on Carmen) and Carmen had this afternoon to relax after her sleepless night.

She was very tired and weak today, and because of it was feeling a little overly nervous about the risky procedure tomorrow. Her doctor assured her that the team was one of the best and that she had nothing to worry about, which made her feel a lot better. She also got some pain meds which made her feel a lot more comfortable and able to rest more, as she put it, "my body... is like nirvana." Carmen had a special visitor today! Anna stopped by her stomping grounds to see me and Carmen. It was really sweet, Carmen got emotional, but was so happy to see the young Dr. Sick. Carmen was tired of hospital food, so we got her some Panera, which she enjoyed. Tom and I left early so Carmen and Jose could get some rest.

Sweet dreams Carmencita, you have a big day tomorrow, but everything will be just fine!

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