Just spoke with mom who is reporting in with this morning's latest Hugh update. The news really is all good.
The nurses actually have him up and walking around a bit. The other great news is that his nausea has subsided and he's able to eat and drink a bit. I KNOW that will make him happy - he was so miserable to not be able to do either yesterday. He's also being moved to the "step-down" unit where he'll have a normal hospital room to continue his recovery. He's doing VERY well.
Just before I left last night, Dr. Gammie's PA stopped by and raved about how well his surgery went and took a look at his scar, which she called "beautiful."
When mom calls the hospital this evening she's going to ask if his "confusion" has improved. I suspect it has, if he was able to cut back on the pain meds. Hopefully no more clouds or mice on the ceiling, though what on earth will he do for entertainment?
Speaking of which, if anyone within the sound of my "voice" can possibly get away to go visit that man, please try to do so. My schedule for the rest of this week is shot to hell, and I would just feel better if someone goes to see him.
No word yet on when he might be sprung, but I believe the initial estimate was 5-6 days. I've asked mom to ask about that tonight when she calls.
Speaking of mom, she had her own little adventure last night when she accidentally tripped the house alarm and couldn't figure out how to turn it off. Before it was all over, the police arrived, lights flashing, and several of the neighbors came over to make sure she was okay. She was fine - just irritated with the alarm, which she claims she is ready to "rip out of the wall." After she got off the phone with me, her next call was to the alarm company to have them walk her, step-by-step, through how to properly operate it.
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