At around 7:30, Sara left the hospital to go have dinner with her family and then go home and get some rest. At around 8:00, while I was sitting only three feet away, Ben out of the blue just reached over and peeled away all of the tape holding down his PICC line. It happened in under two seconds, and all of a sudden there was only one tiny strip of tape holding down the butterfly clip on the line going into his arm. The PICC line, if you aren't familiar with it, is an alternative to an IV that works by running a catheter all the way up the arm and right up to the heart. Moving that line by yanking on it is a Very Bad Thing.

I had to restrain Ben while a nurse came in and gingerly taped everything back down. Then someone from the PICC team had to come down and completely redo the dressing. Then a portable x-ray had to be brought in to make sure the line was still positioned correctly (it was). In the interim, Ben continued to try to get at the line. I wanted it wrapped in wide self-adhesive gauze, but apparently there is no wide gauze on the floor. How a hospital can have no wide gauze is beyond me. In any case, it got wrapped in the narrow gauze, and Ben continued to worry at it. It is going to have to be re-wrapped in the morning.

At about 11:30 Ben fell asleep, and the results from the x-ray finally came back. It's all good. Ben's asleep, and I intend to be asleep myself shortly.
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