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Jul 08, 2009 16:22

Well. The day I thought would never happen, happened. I never thought I'd see my dad in hospital because he HATES hospitals, and has suffered with an awful cough and chest pain for almost twenty years and never done anything about it. It's stupid, but it's just how he is, and nobody's ever been able to make him. But this morning he woke up in so much pain in his stomach and side that he had his coat on to go to the hospital before my mum was even awake.

They've given him four shots of morphine and something else. I think they said it's his gall bladder, and they'l have to take it out before it irritates the pancreas, but have to wait for it to stop being inflamed first. He's in so much pain and drugged up to his eyeballs but it still hurts. It's so weird to see him so helpless when he's one of those people that never complains about pain.

I spent most of the day with him, and he'll be out tomorrow I think, if they can stop the pain enough for him to be able to self medicate at home, hopefully not with the morphine but I don't know what else will work tbh. When he said he didn't want the surgery they said that if it ends up damaging his pancreas it will be very serious, and one in four people die from it.

Sorry it's all jumbled up, but so is my head atm.

***EDIT***

They're not letting him out tomorrow because the morphine isn't taking the pain away. No idea what they're gonna do now or how long they'll keep him yet, but I'm going back as soon as kids are at school to see what I can find out. The fucking nurses there are shit, worse than the childrens ward ones. They won't even make him a cup of tea because the canteens are closed for the night.
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