Again, another very fuzzy day, just barely being aware there still seemed to be a problem. I think it was in the middle of the night they took me down for an xray, and then again for a sonogram (I believe). I was still so very out of it. I don't know at all what we were waiting on - I just knew I was still npo and I still needed my mouth swabbed with that little sponge and I was at least allowed ice chips. I remember there was a nurse that came by every 4 hours to take my vitals, and a phlebotomist that was taking my blood once a day. I was still encouraged to walk, and there was even a physical therapist or an occupational therapist that came by and instructed me on how to get up from the bed and how much I should be walking and how much I should be staying out of the bed and sitting in the chair in the room. Then my regular nurse was taking care of changing that dressing around my JP drain and making sure I had ice and a small cup of water with the swab in it. Other than that, I really had no idea what was going on.