In case you hadn’t guessed by the subject line, Phil is back in the hospital. All of the trauma from going through the scar tissue and the catheter itself has contributed to blood clots and resulting swelling in his shoulder, arm, hand, and the right side of his chest. An ultrasound revealed that only one little vessel was trying to drain it all. He’s on an IV medication to break up the clots, but they are so significant, they may have to go in and physically break them up somehow. Other medications they could try on others are not possible for him, because of the kidney failure. He’s trying to ask doctors to consider moving up the graft surgery, so the catheter can come out soon. However, the de-clotting medication may have an effect on the date for that too.
Meanwhile, when he was admitted last night, he was very upfront about making sure he could vote on Tuesday from the hospital. He was told he was going to be there for a few days and that they would figure that out. Apparently, there was a deadline communicated to hospital representatives indicating that whatever forms needed to be submitted had to be in by noon today. Neither Phil nor I knew of this deadline until it was too late. I just talked to a social worker on the floor, and she was very apologetic about this whole situation and promised to do what she could. I have the process of what needs to happen memorized, but finding a person to do the running between the hospital and city Hall — AKA an agent — is problematic. The agent is supposed to be a person who has a pre-existing relationship with Phil, and that could be a complication too. A friend of ours is bringing the absentee ballot application over to the hospital tonight. It is available to be printed from the web, and social worker has the forms. The agent needs to help Phil complete and sign that form. That form gets run over to city hall, and the agent fills out an agent form while there. Then the agent picks up Phil’s ballot, brings it back to the hospital, helps him fill it out, and returns it to City Hall before 3:00 tomorrow. A lot of our friends either work or are busy in some other way and can’t do this running around. Nor should they be expected to do it. I called our representative’s campaign office, and the woman in charge of arranging disability issues has a bunch of lawyers working on how we can get Phil some help. This whole thing is distressing, and I know Phil will be very angry if he doesn’t get to vote.