Quite an afternoon and early evening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At 3:30 Gabe had his first post hospital infusion of factor 8, the clotting factor largely absent from his blood.\u00a0 We drove a circuitous route through the new homes built on the site of the old Stapleton Airport.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We crossed out of that development into a poorer neighborhood, the one in which Jon and Jen both teach.\u00a0 It is also the location of a former Army base now occupied by the university of Colorado.\u00a0 It is also the site of\u00a0 the old Army hospital plus several new buildings that now constitute the University hospital.<\/p>\n
In an old Army\u00a0hospital building, with a wonderful Art Deco lobby, and old, undecorated halls and rooms is the hemophilia and thrombosis center.\u00a0 In there the women who staff it made kind noises and praised Gabe’s beauty.<\/p>\n
We went back into a procedure room and there the nurse practitioner found a vein near Gabe’s left ear and slid in a needle attached to a line.\u00a0 She first drew blood to retest his factor level (occasional misdiagnosis), then inserted the hypodermic containing the factor into the line and pushed it into his bloodstream.<\/p>\n
It works immediately and in fact aids in clotting the puncture created by the needle.<\/p>\n
Gabe whimpered, then went quiet.\u00a0 In a minute Amy had a gauze patch over the puncture site and held it for about five minutes, just to be sure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2 hours later, at Jon and Jen’s home, Rabbi and Jeweler, Jay performed a wonderful ritual.\u00a0 Jay and I hit it off.\u00a0 I held Gabe’s legs while Jay, the mohel, cut the foreskin in two practiced movements.\u00a0 There’s more to this, but I’m in a\u00a0 hotel lobby and I feel the need to move on.\u00a0 Later.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Quite an afternoon and early evening.\u00a0 At 3:30 Gabe had his first post hospital infusion of factor 8, the clotting factor largely absent from his blood.\u00a0 We drove a circuitous route through the new homes built on the site of the old Stapleton Airport.\u00a0 We crossed out of that development into a poorer neighborhood, the … Continue reading Jay, the Mohel<\/span>