Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
ICU are running out of things to do with the letters I C and U.
Sleep was goooooood. Got to the hospital and found Le Pop up and at em. Eating breakfast and sitting in a chair are the main things we do this morning. They detatched about a gizillion tubes with only a gazillion left to go. Dad seems really glad it's over and I can tell he is just aching to be 100% already. The drugs are still good but he claims full memory of our visit last night. We will test him later. Looks like one more night in ICU before we get a real room...standard procedure so they can get the blood sugar levels at their healing optimum. Don't expect there will be much to report today, but standby to standby.
Monday, February 14, 2011
IC, U think you're funny!
So we cashed in our chips, poured the chardonnay, and after the herding group showed at westminster, we called to check on the old man. His nurse informed us that he wanted us to know he was awake but there was no need to come and visit. What?!! He was supposed to be asleep until like March! We drop the turkey chili bowls into the sink and brush our teeth and arrive at the hospital shortly thereafter.
Dude, this guy could do stand up (and I ain't joking!) He was in top comedic form and frankly a little bossy. I think the inability to really smile made his delivery even more dry and hilarious. It was such a joy to see him back in business at least somewhat...I don't know if he'll remember our visit through the drug haze, but I think we are all going to sleep well tonight.
I told him I was blogging and he said he couldn't wait to read it and he said I should add his perspective. He said the last series of things he remembered was being wheeled down a series of corridors he recognized, then a series he didn't know and then into a brightly lit surgical theater with about 8 or 9 people working indutriously. He was given an IV drip and the next thing he knew it was 8:47 pm.
Pretty good drugs, I'd say.
As we were leaving, he did press upon us that he was going to remember more than we thought he could. Maybe all that ribbing earlier? Threat? Promise? Stay tuned!
Dude, this guy could do stand up (and I ain't joking!) He was in top comedic form and frankly a little bossy. I think the inability to really smile made his delivery even more dry and hilarious. It was such a joy to see him back in business at least somewhat...I don't know if he'll remember our visit through the drug haze, but I think we are all going to sleep well tonight.
I told him I was blogging and he said he couldn't wait to read it and he said I should add his perspective. He said the last series of things he remembered was being wheeled down a series of corridors he recognized, then a series he didn't know and then into a brightly lit surgical theater with about 8 or 9 people working indutriously. He was given an IV drip and the next thing he knew it was 8:47 pm.
Pretty good drugs, I'd say.
As we were leaving, he did press upon us that he was going to remember more than we thought he could. Maybe all that ribbing earlier? Threat? Promise? Stay tuned!
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