It has been quite a journey with my honey in the hospital.
It seemed every time I left the hospital to drive back down the island to our home, to grab a few hours restless sleep, something would happen back at the hospital. Twice now, As I found out the next morning upon returning to the hospital, Mike had been given more blood.
Yesterday, we had a nurse who would not take no for an answer, she had Mike up out of bed, and walking the hallway. She was appalled that this had not been accomplished a day or so earlier. Mike also said he was not hungry, but I stood over him while he took a few bites of his dinner. Darn it anyway, he has to eat to get his strength back. Guess I will have to stop being a softie, and take a leaf out of nurse Jeanie's book, and insist Mike eat and move around. He may get madder than H--l at me but that is too bad, perhaps he will thank me later.
Sometime after dinner, nurse Jeanie came back in and removed all the heart monitors and the IV, so now Mike will just take pain meds orally. This is a good thing as trying to walk while trailing all that equipment around is a pain (excuse the pun)
I think maybe, I am over tired and losing patience, (or actually more like I am frustrated with events with my honey.) He has to make the effort to do what is good for him, or else there will be serious health issues, something I don't want to occur and he wouldn't either.
Well I have got all that off my chest, now I am going to go get a cup or two of coffee and wait for a call from the hospital, as last evening Mike's doctor told us he may get to come home today.
UPDATE 11am: I just called the hospital and MrC has eaten a few bites of his breakfast, and has walked the hallway. Guess I won't have to give him a whipping after all *chuckle*
Still no visit from his doctor, I sure hope to have my honey home today, then we both can get some rest.
2:16pm.......... Mr C is home and resting.