He slept most of the day but did get up and sit in the chair. Around 9 pm he started asking me some questions that he should know the answers to-like how many days have we been here? What do I have? We started talking and he told me he was terrified and that he thought he was here because of an accident. It got scarier and scarier. Then when I told him he had a transplant, he cried and wanted me to get in bed with him, if I was allowed-so sweet. Now we were both crying. Finally the team came in which included neurologists and he tested perfectly. Because of his low platelets, a CAT scan was ordered to rule out any bleeding in his brain. THANK GOD, that was clear. They have a unit here called Pediatric Observation Unit which is 3 beds with 2 nurses and a nurse practitioner and they put us in here for the night. It was about 3 am when we got here. Once we got settled, it was time to get up. We are scheduled for an MRI in the morning.
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