Jun 23, 2009 22:35
So we drove down to Fresno to see my dad on Sunday. Mostly we just sat with him while he was drugged so sometimes he made sense and other times not so much.
His day nurses are horrible. They don't tell him what they are doing or why. They don't seem to feel that he has a right to know whats going on with his treatment.
When I talked to his sister she wasn't up on all his injuries; broken ribs, clavicle, and shoulder. The punctured lung, bruised spline, kidney, and liver. And fractures to his pelvis and spine.
Apparently he had a rough night and they felt the need to strap him down for most of the day. According to my dad he tried to leave and hit a male nurse in the head with his phone, and then was tackled by the nurse. They tackled a very drugged man with a broken back and ribs.
I'm driving back down tomorrow to see what I can do. I know he's freaking out because Fort Bragg almost killed him when he broke his back so he's terrified of what they are doing to him. Hopefully I can get him transferred to UCSF soon.
I'm going to try to play nice, but if that doesn't get me anywhere I will be a pain in their ass until it does.
ohh and on our way to see him on Sunday we saw a boat on fire.
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