A quiet night at the campground

I don't know what happened but the the Boyscouts must have gone home yesterday. We both slept uninterrupted until the 5 a.m. vital signs and weigh in. Yep, they wake you up at 5 a.m. and ask you to get out of bed and be weighed! This morning Clem discovered that 8 pounds of fluid had slowly seeped out of his body through a drain he affectionately refers to as his "grenade". I guess I don't have to tell you that the distention in his belly is subsiding.

He is in a good mood and has a smile on his face this morning. The Doc is talking about releasing him on Wednesday if he continues to walk and learn to manage his pain. He got out of bed by himself this morning while I was passed out in fetal position on my therma rest in the floor. I can tell that he is significantly better because he is reading all the instsructions on all the equipment and all the labels on all the food and playing with all the knobs and dials and poking his fingers in to all the nooks and crannies and wanting to take a bath and bitching about his leg wraps and rearranging everything on his bedside table.

He ate a banana this morning! He told me that he was happy to take his food intake slowly so I watched him consume it in three bites instead of two. The Doctor told him he could eat anything he wanted and if he wanted something outside of the hospital he could have that too. He told the Doctor that someone had already brought him a great Gun Magazine. I don't think that the he attempted to eat that magazine but he has been doing and saying some strange things on the morphine.

He has his phone 423-304-3102 in the pouch in front of his fashionable gown. It will be great if you call. While talking ask him if he has blown into his tube today? Yesterday he did not blow and the protocol calls for ten times every hour. I took the chicken way out this morning and told his nurse to chastise him. This keeps pneumonia at bay and of course it is tough to do and Clem thinks he is breathing just fine. I thought he was going to stuff the tube up my nose this morning when I suggested it...again! Someone has to do it!

He is working on the fourth and final post surgery task which involves sitting in the bathroom for long periods of time. I think they filled him full of gas when they did the laproscopy and it has yet to find a way out of the maze. He is suffering with that now so until I make a post otherwise I am asking you to wait just a bit longer to visit. It is hard to "concentrate" with visitors sitting on the other side of the door.

UPDATE: We got the bath but things have gone a bit sour since. Nothing serious just nausea, a little vomiting, and stomach ache. It appears the gas from the laproscopy is rolling around inside his tender guts and causing him frustration and pain. Got him back into the bed exhausted and he is trying to nap a while. I am sure we will pass this hurdle too. Good news is pain is much better. If we can get the plumbing kick started again I think we can do the rest at home!!!

I'm napping too now. Love to you all.