Between about 1:00 and 3:30 this morning, Billy Jo was pounding on death's door.
Death apparently wasn't home.
Her temperature went from 96.9 yesterday morning to 100.3 at 11:00pm, to 101.9 at 1:30. At this time they gave her Tylenol for comfort. At 2:30 it was up to 103.3. Pulse was up to 160 and very weak, BP 80/60. The death rattle was loud and continuous. They packed her in ice. I stayed up until about 3:30 or 4 when I finally passed out.
When I awoke, the patches to help with the death rattle were finally working. She is silent. Even with the ice, she still had a a fever of 100.6 at 6:30am. Pulse was still 140.
She seems very peaceful looking now. Very still and quiet. Very shallow breaths. Temp is back down to 97.2. Pulse is 120. The nurse just explained to me that this is really the final phase, and peaks and valleys like this are the norm as your body does everything it can to fight off death - hence the fever and high pulse. It was successful early this morning. It may or may not be the next trip into the valley. This next trip into the valley could be hours from now, or tomorrow. No way of predicting it.
Anyway, she's totally comfortable looking at this point. I hope this is how she goes - on the peak and peaceful- and not like how she was last night.
I'm going back to sleep before I need hospitalization.