Ben & Jerry's was a big hit. I don't know if you have heard, but hospital food service is not on par with French Laundry in Napa.
My dad is more human-colored now, less purple-grey and translucent. He can blow up a balloon (which sounds weird) but something the pulmonology people seem to think is important. Maybe when he gets out, he can get a weekend job as a kids' party clown to pay off the medical bills.
My dad is more human-colored now, less purple-grey and translucent. He can blow up a balloon (which sounds weird) but something the pulmonology people seem to think is important. Maybe when he gets out, he can get a weekend job as a kids' party clown to pay off the medical bills.
Right now, he is still extremely weak and the chest tube is still in. There is a fine balance between how long that should stay in and when it should come out. The longer something foreign sticks into your chest cavity, the higher the risk of infection. So once his lung has healed enough to function on its own, that will be removed immediately.
He can stand now, but just barely and with a lot of effort, which is a huge improvement from yesterday. He will probably be rickety for the near-term while he regains strength -- maybe he'll need a chair for those kids' parties.
He has moved down from the critical round-the-clock monitoring unit, which is wonderful, because it means he is healing. His critical care nurse was, I am sure, not sad to say goodbye. Because while she declared my father to be "a model patient", I was, unabashedly, a non-apologetic pain-in-the-ass.
Where are his compression stockings? They need to be ordered? Ok. Order them. Did you give him his Motrin yet? No? How about now? No. NOW? Just give it to me ... I'll dispense it to him. 600 mg? Why is his Jello purple? The guy next to him has orange Jello! Who do I have to talk to to get some orange Jello? How is his fever? What - two HOURS ago? Can you check it again? Right now? Yes. Now. I'll wait. Did I mention I had client in here just last month? Oh, I did not mention I was a lawyer? Yeah, I LOVE medical malpractice! So fulfilling. Now, about that Jello ...
* Note: I do not do medical malpractice and did not actually play the lawyer card. That is obnoxious. But I have not been shy about making sure he gets attentive care and nothing is overlooked, which I am sure the staff enjoyed. I can joke now because I am overwhelmingly relieved - after crying on-and-off - for the past three days.
You show those organs who's boss, Dad, and I'll take care of ordering the Jello!
He can stand now, but just barely and with a lot of effort, which is a huge improvement from yesterday. He will probably be rickety for the near-term while he regains strength -- maybe he'll need a chair for those kids' parties.
He has moved down from the critical round-the-clock monitoring unit, which is wonderful, because it means he is healing. His critical care nurse was, I am sure, not sad to say goodbye. Because while she declared my father to be "a model patient", I was, unabashedly, a non-apologetic pain-in-the-ass.
Where are his compression stockings? They need to be ordered? Ok. Order them. Did you give him his Motrin yet? No? How about now? No. NOW? Just give it to me ... I'll dispense it to him. 600 mg? Why is his Jello purple? The guy next to him has orange Jello! Who do I have to talk to to get some orange Jello? How is his fever? What - two HOURS ago? Can you check it again? Right now? Yes. Now. I'll wait. Did I mention I had client in here just last month? Oh, I did not mention I was a lawyer? Yeah, I LOVE medical malpractice! So fulfilling. Now, about that Jello ...
* Note: I do not do medical malpractice and did not actually play the lawyer card. That is obnoxious. But I have not been shy about making sure he gets attentive care and nothing is overlooked, which I am sure the staff enjoyed. I can joke now because I am overwhelmingly relieved - after crying on-and-off - for the past three days.
You show those organs who's boss, Dad, and I'll take care of ordering the Jello!
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Have you been to the French Laundry in Napa? Who do you know??
I would tell you but then ... well, you know the rest ...
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