Today my dad had the other x-ray of the chest when he was sitting in a chair, after taking a walk with the physical therapist. He is no longer on the IV pain meds, so pain is being managed okay by oral medicine. Because of the fractures, his muscles have been spasming and they have been giving him a muscle relaxer which is helping with that a lot.
He is sleeping now, still on oxygen because his blood oxygen levels went down a little after his walk, and we are waiting on the result of the most recent chest x-ray to make sure the lung is okay. I am thinking that the doctor would not have ordered the chest tube removal if there were still a tear in his lung, but obviously I am not an expert. This is not my forte. Not even close.
I made my dad laugh when I told the PT that junior high might be viewed as its own sort of trauma unit and he told me to shut up because laughing hurts. He has been on his phone as much as he can today - which is one step closer to being back to normal.
Bill is in the chair watching tv/sleeping and I am on the floor on the computer. This hospital room is hot and miserable during the day. I have a headache and I miss my kids and my dog. The police have been in and out of here all morning having discussions with the GSW (gun shot wound)victim in Suite A. He is in surgery. I just tried to shut the door to keep the noise out but accidentally slammed the door.
Dad just took his iPhone and called his own room to see if the sound adjustments we did on his phone worked. Thankfully, his personality is 100% in tact. :-)
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