And Lynn last night probably had his best night of sleep since surgery.
I tried to sneak out about 3 am...but my ninja skills failed as I haven't had to crawl away from a crib at 2 am in a very long time. As soon as I started to step, his hand went up and grabbed my arm and he said..."Not yet....it's too early." I'm pretty sure I could take on anyone in the parking garage with my 55 lb bag I've been carrying around. No one is gonna mess around with me after the 10 days I've had.
I stayed until about 6 when they had started his morning routine of meds and vitals and blood draws. It was quite the parade of people, and the most people we had seen all night as nurses in this unit are basically used for meds dispensation and vitals.
Dr. F, who I absolutely love, came in and said he looks really good and is 99% sure he will get to go home tomorrow. I am ok with that as he is doing really well here, but I know my work has only just begun in taking care of him and driving Miss Daisy around.
We are still waiting to hear from PT today. I have major questions for them about what need to modify for the house before he gets home.
Dietary also came in this morning, and eating as Lynn has known has come to a crashing hault. Even though diabetes plays a major role in all this he does need to follow a heart healthy diet now. I'm thankful the jump will not be a huge one for us as I am more than capable of cooking whole foods and managing a lifestyle change.
He however will have moments where he won't want to accept that.
Either eat healthy or live a shorter life...it's really that simple.
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