Mr. V's Journey To Recovery

This morning my mom had to go get out their personal belongings from my dad's car before the insurance towed his car from the junk yard. So I went to the hospital by myself this morning at 8:45 am. My mom called me as soon as I got there that my dad had internal bleeding last night (it was really at 2 am) and they are going to do a procedure on him. She explained that they had thought maybe it was his aorta that had been bleeding and that the reason they discovered the internal bleeding was that one of his chest tubes on his left side was gushing out blood and he was losing a lot of blood. So they had to replenish his blood supply and also take pictures of his aorta and put a small camera down his throat to his body to see his heart and aorta. The aorta looked fine, the stint and graft looked excellent. His heart looked dry because he lost a lot of blood. So they of course gave him more blood. Around 10:30 I went in to see my dad and they were preparing to take him to get a cat scan. Nurse Jennifer II explained that because it wasn't his aorta they were going to do a cat scan from his chest to his abdomen to his pelvis to see what could be causing it. She said he would be in CT (Cat Scan) for a while and that they would call us when he is back, yeah right like they EVER do that. So I waited and waited, I was lucky enough to have family and friends stop by and visit with me.

Still waiting my mom finally was done with getting things at the junk yard and getting a rental car. She came to the hospital around 2:00 pm. She and my uncle went in to see my dad. My uncle said that the surgeon was there talking to my mom and him and he said she reminded him of Bones (Dr. Temperance "Bones" Brennan, tv show). So Dr. Bones told my mom, "You know we may have to do surgery and he may die and he is highly critical." Yeah just like Bones very matter of fact with no type of empathy or bedside manner. Well Dr. Bones didn't want to do surgery unless she had to and she noticed my dad had stopped bleeding. They had already prepared my dad for surgery and just as the surgeon came to see him he stopped bleeding. So Dr. Bones was going to come back in an hour to see if he starts bleeding again but that she didn't want to risk surgery if she didn't have to. She of course reminded my mom he may die if he goes into surgery in her logical matter of fact tone. So my mom, uncle, cousin and me wait and wait. Thank god my cousin brought chocolate I had bought for her son's fundraiser it came in handy, whatever my dad's in the hospital I can cheat on my weightwatchers, don't judge me.

Well an hour past and my mom and uncle went back there again. Thank god my dad was not bleeding and had not bleed so Dr. Bones decided not to do surgery. He was stablizing more and more. They were going to settle him back onto all his machines--they took him off of them because they thought he would be off to surgery. What they concluded was one of his ribs may have punctured an artery in the accident and it didnt start bleeding until now and that its now stopping, so they are going to monitor him all day and night. Dr. Ware (real name and the real bone doctor) said he was going to wait till the end of this week to do surgery on his ribs. Of course Dr. Bones (not her real name and not a bone doctor) told my mom that my dad was doing much better now. My mom said while they were there a priest came by and they prayed over my dad and then the nurse who came to tend to my dad her name was Mary. That was a sign a good sign. I am so glad that my dad is still fighting and pushing forward, its so great even when he is stable for us and him. I know it will be a long recovery but he still progresses every day little by little and that is all we ask for. Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers, Mr. V certainly knows people love him and want him to get better.