Dad’s not out of the woods yet. He has internal bleeding that hasn’t ceased yet, so the cardiac staff’s not going to bring him out of anesthesia and off the respirator yet. This seems to fall within the parameters of what they’re used to in the ICU, but I was unable to handle the emotional roller-coaster of it, and had to leave.
I’m really hoping that, when I get up tomorrow morning and call the cardiac ICU, they’ll tell me that the bleeding’s stopped and they plan to remove the breathing tube in the next couple of hours.
For those of you who are into the thoughts-and-prayers side of things, I’d greatly appreciate it if you’d devote some of those to us.