After a kind of difficult night
we had a good day.
Spoiler alert....
They tried to wean him off all
of his pain meds (except Tylenol,
but I don't think that really qualifies...)
and last night his body wasn't having it.
He was in some serious discomfort.
Not quite pain, but vocabulary doesn't
matter when you hurt.
We went to sleep about 8:00.
(Long, boring days...)
By 10 he was squirming around
and needed 2 nurses to reposition
him about every 30 minutes or so.
Then it progressed from squirming
to thrashing, until finally about 1:00
I convinced the nurse he needed
real pain medicine.
She gave him some Tramadol and said
it would take about 30 minutes to kick in.
Sure enough, about 1:30 he relaxed and
fell asleep.
And lab showed up for a blood draw.
After that, he finally relaxed and went
back to sleep.
And x-ray showed up to do a chest film.
So..... we possibly slept from 2:30 until
about 5:30 (not including the nurse
checks and his oxygen thing coming
out of his nose and causing alarms...)
About 5:30 the nurses came in and put
on his big fancy brace and set him up
in his recliner to be ready for breakfast
to arrive.
He ate a whole scrambled egg and
sausage patty and even some banana.
(I fed him....)
(I ate his oatmeal and the rest of the banana...)
It wore him out!
But he was happy to be out of bed!!!
He brushed his teeth and we tried
to fix his hairs for a picture.
Straight back to sleep.
He lasted in his chair for FIVE HOURS!
PT showed up during that time and
showed me a little about how the brace works.
And then helped him get back into his bed.
Followed by the Trauma Doc who looked
at stuff and hummed and hawwed and said
his platelets were a little low, but it might
be because of the stuff in his lung.
And said he would come back after they
read the chest x-ray.
(Haven't heard from him...)
Another well deserved nap in his bed.
And then another x-ray - this one of his
tummy / bowels just to see...
More napping.
And then about 3:00 I left and went
down to the cafe to have a bowl of soup.
It looked gross.
(Beef barley)
So ordered a Philly Cheese with fries.
It was yummy.
Fresh made there on the grill.
Didn't mess with the bread,
but filled me up.
Back in time for his dinner to arrive.
(Lunch showed up in there somewhere,
but it was meatloaf and mashed potatoes
and he just wasn't interested so the nurse
eventually took it away...)
Everything is SOOO under seasoned.
While at the cafe, I grabbed a BIG
hand full of salt and pepper packets.
We'll see if that helps.
Anyhow.
We ordered a la carte for him for dinner.
They had chicken parm on the menu
and they didn't sound delicious.
So he ordered a baked potato and a
chicken ceasar salad.
He ate about half the potato with sour
cream and salt and pepper,
and then said he ate maybe 6 pieces
of the chicken off the salad.
So I let him eat his vanilla ice cream.
(grin)
And now it's time for another breathing
treatment and then we will probably
see if there is anything on TV.
(Last night we watched the Santa Claus
2 and part of 3, but it's just too
slapstick and manic for hospital viewing.)
Probably sleep.
Which doesn't bode well for tonight.
But what else are you going to do?
I have been reading on my phone.
I downloaded a couple more novels
on my kindle unlimited app.
But he doesn't like to read.
So he just sleeps.
What I look like most of the time.
Except at night when I add 2 more
blankets and a hot pink touque.
He fed HIMSELF dinner while I did
some computer work.
I cancelled Friday night's class and then
went ahead and cancelled everything else
for the year, but needed to do last week's
attendance roster.
And a blog.
So we are all caught up.
Thank you, again, for all the prayers!
We are doing well.
Might move to a ward room in the next
24 hours or so.
And then, depending on how he does,
rehab next.
Where and what that entails remains a mystery.
Surprise is good, right?
(Nobody I talk to here knows anything...)




1 comment:
Sounds like full days to me... kinda reminds me of moms life right now... you guys are doing GREAT! He's so lucky to have you. Hope Kyle is doing OK out there on his own.
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