Dad was in Physical Therapy for an hour and forty-five minutes today before lunch, and another hour and forty-five minutes after lunch! He said the therapists were surprised to see him continuing to do his routines even after the timer dinged. He made them laugh, though, when he explained that he was trying to make himself strong enough to "escape." 
His spirits continue to improve and he is more like his old self than I've seen him in a long time. This makes me feel much better about going back home tonight! Of course, Mom & Dad have many friends that will look after them in my absence.
I miss my sweet man and can hardly wait to see him again!
© 2008 Sapphire Words @ Blogspot.com
With all the work in Physical Therapy and the return of his usual disposition, I am sure that Dad is safely on the path to recovery. Of course, we never know what is going to happen in the long term, but my Daddy is definitely okay for the short term. 
They wasted no time in getting Dad started on his Physical Therapy today. He worked with the therapists for a couple of hours doing an assortment of assignments to help strengthen his arms so he would be able to lift himself more easily up to his walker. He cooperated with them without hesitation because he wants to get out of her and get back home as soon as possible. I am very proud of my Daddy! Before long he will be strong again! 
Today Dad was discharged from the hospital and sent to a convalescent care facility! Yay! They are holding a room for Dad and we just have to complete some paperwork when he is admitted. The place is actually a "nursing home" that doubles as a rehabilitation center for patients who need Physical Therapy (PT). So, there are many people there who are elderly and will probably be there for the rest of their lives, in addition to some not-so-elderly who are there to regain the use of limbs and eventually be discharged.
Dad's spirits are improving daily and the hospital staff are thinking he will be ready to be discharged tomorrow! Of course, the final say will be from the physician who makes the rounds in the morning. We are definitely keeping our fingers crossed because Dad is getting a serious case of "cabin fever." He is able to get out of bed with assistance and sit in a chair in the hospital room for a short while, but he is not able to leave the room. He can't sit for too long in the chair, either, because of the pressure on his hip. Perhaps once he is out of the hospital and is admitted to a rehab / convalescent center, Mom and I can begin to get a teensy bit more rest each day.
My father's twin brother and younger sister came to visit him today! The pastor at my uncle's church drove them. They brought a homemade cake to cheer Dad's spirits. It has been quite a long time since I have seen either of them so it was lovely seeing them again!
Dad was doing so much better today that he was discharged from CCU and moved back into a regular hospital room! Yay! 
Dad was coherent today and doing much better. His blood pressure and pulse rate were improved, but his red blood count and hemoglobin were still low. CCU decided to give him more blood transfusions to try to improve his condition.
We reassured him that we had been at the hospital all during his surgery and with him in CCU when he was still flakey from the anesthesia, but he remembers none of it. We stayed at the hospital all day until early evening, then went to get something for supper.
Dad's surgery was scheduled for late in the afternoon, so Mom and I took our time in the morning doing some housework. We got a phone call a little after 11:00 am from the hospital reporting that another patient's surgery had to be postponed and they had moved Dad's surgery forward. He was being wheeled into pre-surgery prep right at that moment! So, Mom and I clean-up from the chores we were doing and get ready to go. Mom was ready before I was, so she left first in her car and I followed in mine shortly thereafter.
Dad is in a very disagreeable mood about everything and snapping at Mom. I know he is in a lot of pain, but it is crushing Mom's spirits to have him snapping at her the way he's doing. I'm not passing judgement — heck, I would probably be a much worse patient than he is if I were in his position — I am just reporting. He is disagreeable mostly because this process is dragging-out over a longer period of time than he would like. The sooner they can do the surgery, the sooner he can begin healing and rehabilitating.
Dad is in better spirits today, but still in a lot of pain. The medicine they are giving him is Loritab®. Blood tests today showed that his blood is still so thin that surgery would be risky.
The brakes on my car have been making a rubbing noise lately, signaling the brake pads needed replacing, so I had to get the brakes fixed before I could take the car on a long trip. Fortunately, my mechanic was able to work me in yesterday evening and only charged me $40 for the work! Yay!
My father was getting ready to go to church when his knee gave-way (due to arthritis) and he fell on the hard, tile floor in my parents' bathroom. My mother called 911 and Dad was transported to the hospital in an ambulance. He had been taking a prescription blood-thinner for several years, so his doctor said they have to wait three or four days for that medication to be out of his system before they can operate. Fortunately, the doctor says it is a single fracture, requiring at least one rod and a couple of screws for the repair. The situation could have been much worse.
I dreamed that I was walking outside when a tiny little creature came running up to me through the grass. It was so small that at first I couldn't tell what it was. It jumped up and slammed itself into my lower leg, over and over. I finally bent over and saw that it was a very tiny baby duck, all fluffy and yellow.
Love this song!
You should seriously check out 
