Relief

OK...it's been a tough day. I was speaking to Dad on the phone this morning and he didn't sound right. Of course, he's all doped up from his meds so talking to him is a chore, but he was telling me how he was throwing up alot, couldn't eat, his back was killing him, and the nurses were never coming when he called.

I was so frustrated, I decided I needed to get down there right away and went. When I got there, Dad looked miserable. He was constantly tossing and turning and was in pain because of his back. The nurse said to me it's probably from the bed and being in the OR and it's his body 'waking' up after all the stuff going on. I was doubtful. Then he starting vomiting. And let me tell you, it was the most disgusting this I had ever seen. I was so upset. It was black in color and just didn't look right. I questioned the nurses aid and she brought the nurse in. I told her something is wrong and that's not right. She called the doctor and the doctor order an XRay.

Meanwhile, my phone was dying and I needed to make phone calls about work. I go to the parking garage to find that my charger is not there. I was so mad.  Then, the storms come and boy they were strong. Of course, I didn't have an umbrella so I tried to wait out the storm, but it was never ending so I eventually hobbled into the hospital (can't run because my knee is still messed up).

I finally get back to the hospital and Dad is sitting in the doorway on the gurney. He said he just got back from XRay. Boy that was fast. So, a short time the doctor comes in and explains that the results show the small intestines are inflamed. So, he said they were going to put an NG tube in which will suck out the fluid that's in there. He said it's a complication that should be relieved in time. I asked the doctor if that's why his back was hurting so much and he said he wasn't sure, but it could be a variety of things.

Well, as soon as they got the tube in, the fluids started flowing and he filled up one cup within 2 minutes. By the time I left he was on his 3rd. We were joking that he really was "full of sh*t".  I wasn't going to leave for a while, but Dad said his back was relieved and was thanking me for pushing them to do testing. He was finally comfortable again and said he was going to go to sleep.

So, now he's back on ice chips and of course this set back means that Dad will not be coming home by Wednesday as we had hoped.