Within the last 24 hours, the nose tube and the pee cath have been removed. Yay! That has made a nice difference in how he feels as a human. He's still experiencing excruciating pain, as it still vacillates between an "8 and 10," so he's still prescribed regular morphine shot every 3 hours along with 1000 mg drip of Tylenol every 6 hours. We still have an inflamed gall bladder.
This morning's news from the Grey's Anatomy Team is hopeful. Dad will be able to start clear liquids this morning. If that settles nicely and doesn't flair anything up, he'll be able to have small amounts of a bland, low-fat diet later in the day. I know he's hungry and maybe a few calories to mix up the morphine may help curb the "grump factor." Yeah, we got the grumps. He's tired, hungry, and getting frustrated with all of these complications. Plus, the hospital is not a place to expect to get rest, for any of us. Sheesh! Do we REALLY need to come in and change the trash that's NOT full at 1:30 in the morning? And bang every piece of furniture while you're at it?
So, since I've started this entry, Dr. Engelman with Radiation Oncology has been in. Believes Dad looks a million times better than yesterday even. Said Dad wouldn't be discharged until they can determine exactly which antibiotic will kill this bacteria. Right now he's on a "big gun" antibiotic, that kills everything. Then it also depends upon the form this antibiotic comes in, only IV or oral. So, it looks like Mom and Dad will be here through the weekend.
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