He's baa-aack! It's hard to believe, but not even a week has passed since the operation, and already the fine folks at St. Peter's have decided my dad is well enough to return home. We had a bit of an incident yesterday when the thermostat in Progressive Care went haywire, causing the temperature in many of the rooms to plummet; staff were forced to cover my dad and several other patients in hot blankets until the problem could be fixed, but it was somewhat unnerving to think that such a thing could happen in a ward housing "freshly-sliced" folks. Unfortunately, dad is experiencing a very slight bout of pneumonia, but it's apparently slight enough that he could be released into our untrained care.
Anyway, though there will be many trying weeks ahead as dad continues to recover, we can at least take comfort in this bit of good news. Visits would preferably be sparse and pre-announced. For fun, I'll leave you with this song by Steely Dan — Home at Last.
It seems dad's greatest challenge may actually be to relax: ever since he's come home, he's been running (shuffling, really) around trying to do everything, despite our insistence that he calm down. Let's hope he can "ease" into relaxation...
ReplyDeleteHooray! Welcome home, Larry. Rest up, sir!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the tasteful music choice, Lucas.