Feel good Friday
Good Morning Family it is Friday and here in Boston its going to approach and in some parts of the region pass the 70 degree mark. *thinking to self* and Why didn’t I call in sick today or take the day off. I have plenty time to use. What was I thinking? Damn!!!!
Well my father has not skipped a beat he is his ole crazy self and anxious to depart the hospital as I knew he would.

So I leave work and go to the hospital and ask for his room the woman behind the computer check the log and tells me oh he don’t have a room. I’m like oh does that mean hes going home? She replies no we don’t have a room for him as yet; he’s still in the recovery room. My next question is when will he get a room in which she responds within the hour, they are cleaning the room he’s to be in now. And for me to go to the waiting room and someone will come talk to me about this.
I go to the waiting room and 2 other families are there waiting on they loved ones. So I sit and listen as they are going back and forth on current events and what the person is in for. Come to find out one of the families has been waiting since 10 am for the patient to come out of surgery that should have only been a one hour procedure. It is now 4:45. and the other family was there since noon and that surgery was scheduled for 1 for that patient and they are getting conflicting stories that the patient is on the table and another story that he is in a prep room. Shortly after a doctor comes out and calls for the 2nd family and said there was a delay and that the family is next on the list!?!?!?!!? And that’s the first and only update that either family has had all day since waiting. And the 1st family is still up in the air as to what was going on.
So by this time my Mom has come up to the waiting from its now 5:30 (1 hr since I am getting there) and no one has come to talk to me about my father or his room situation. I get up to go find the nurses station when an orderly passes by me with a patient…. my Father. So we go to his room and set up camp.
My sister and Niece come up to the room and as soon as my niece (17 months) sees my father, hears all the beeping and sees the tubes, senses something was wrong and gets a sad look on her face and in near tears. She is too smart for herself I swear. So I take the baby and bring her over to the bed to give her grandfather a kiss and assurance that he is fine. And she just starts running her mouth (in her baby babble) to her grandfather.The Nurse comes in to check vitals and make sure all is ok with my Dad and puts the blood pressure monitor on him and as for a finger to clamp on the monitor. she asked for it. her words exactly. give me the finger. my dad promptly gives her the bird. we all had a good laugh.
I won’t go into the gore details as to what happened for the rest of the time I was there other then the doc came in and said if he starts to run clear and and urinate on his on with out the aid he can come home today.
So we shall see…….





