It's been a very busy, tense week in my little world. On Tuesday, Daddy finally had his long-awaited much-needed back surgery. He had a repair of a compression fracture, and all seems to have gone very well, thank goodness.
The hospital visit, though, was less than stellar. Don't get me wrong; he received excellent care. But he'd been told to arrive on the morning of his surgery at 11:00 a.m. with surgery to begin at 1:00 p.m. As usual, we arrived a little early, around 10:30 a.m. They took him back to the short-stay surgery area right away and put him in a hospital gown. Then they left him on the gurney in a curtained area until AFTER 4:00 P.M.!
Keep in mind that he'd been admitted for back surgery. Then left ON HIS BACK on a gurney for nearly SIX HOURS. Not good. He was exhausted, hungry, and thirsty before they even got him to surgery.
The procedure went beautifully, but because it was so late in the day when they finished it was decided that he should stay overnight for observation. We learned that "overnight" is a relative term. By the time he was released and we'd picked up a prescription for an antibiotic that he was given, it was 2:00 p.m. before we got him home. Nearly a full day after we expected to be able to get him home.
He was tired, irritated, and suffering from nicotine withdrawal by the time we got him out of the hospital, but luckily his pain level was not as severe as he expected.
This afternoon he was doing better, still having a little post-op pain, but much better than yesterday. I can already see an improvement in the way he holds his body, so I'm hopeful that the procedure has actually helped his problem.
What a week. I'm glad tomorrow is Friday!