Today didn't really have any high points. Dad barely opened his eyes. He gave some thumbs-ups and plenty of hand squeezes and nods, but just never really woke up. The neuro attending, Dr. Kershner, ordered another CT, which was done around 4:00. We'll get a report on it in the morning. He wants to figure out the reason for the sleepiness. Is it fatigue or is it caused by the injury?
The man is battling 3 infections while trying to recover from a major brain injury. And he's 76 years old. Oh yeah - and he had seizure and a heart attack last week. On top of that he's had more IV's jabbed into him than I can count, a a femoral line, a subclavian line, and now a PICC line. He gets shaken and jostled every four hours and is asked to answer the same damn questions he's been asked for the last 14 days. He's being tube fed - the only food by mouth he's had in two weeks is half a cup of sherbet and about 4 spoons of vanilla ice cream. And there are machines beeping. And he's right across from the nurse's station (not exactly a quiet zone). And he has enough stuff firing inside that head of his to know that he's in the hospital, but can't ask the questions he must have.
I'd be pretty damn tired, too.
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