Today is, Tuesday, 6-days post-op.
Last night my dad stayed in Kevin's room, and with a higher dose of Benedryl, no surgical stockings, a day of forced activity (breathing into a spirmometer (?)), Kevin slept much better. I went to the hotel and slept in a bed!, so I ffel better, too.
Thanks, Dad!
It's nearly 10:30 a.m. Kevin is visiting with his parents, wishing he could just sleep and deciding whether to get up now or this evening. The doctors said they may take his chest tube out today. He may also get his NG tube out in the next 3 to 4 days. That is what is currently making him the most miserable. His meds give him a really dry throat, and the tube makes it hurt worse, but as long as the NG tube is in, he can't even swallow water, just suck on ice chips.
I really think the worst is behind us, and that he will start gaining strength each day.
I will try to find time in the next day or two to write some of the neat things that have happened.
As always, much, much gratitude for all the prayers and well-wishes.
Roni
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