Update on Dad
Sunday, April 14 - 11:30 pm
One week since he was diagnosed in the ER with congenital heart failure, Dad is scheduled to be discharged tomorrow! Can I get a hallelujah?
It was a long week of "firsts" - from seeing fear in my Father's eyes for the first time to seeing those same eyes now blaze with determination to recover.
As I said last time, the doctors feel that he has benefited as much as he could from being under their care, and are releasing him into a local cardiologist, who will continue to monitor Dad. He will stay in New Orleans for the rest of the week recovering and then will return to the hospital one more time for a check up before heading back to Baton Rouge.
For the next 3 months, he will follow a strict regiment to attempt to strengthen his heart past 10 percent: 5 different meds taken daily, visiting a Cardio physical therapist, and meeting with his nutritionist (he will be on an extremely low sodium diet) regularly.
Because they are wary of his fluid intake, he is limited to 5 and a half 8oz cups daily, which equals almost 2 liters. That's all. And that's anything: coffee, juice, milk, water etc.
I'm sure it's overwhelming for him, and that's why it's so important to realize that leaving the hospital is really just the beginning of his long journey to recovery.
After 90 days, he will return to Oschners for another MRI of his heart. 40 percent strength is the goal. And if its over 40 percent, then his heart would be strong enough for a potential surgery to clear his blockages.
So, that's the latest for now. Tomorrow should reveal more information as to the frequency of his check ups, etc.
Prayer point: Praises be to God for the whirlwind of tragedy-turned-healing of the past 7 days. Too staggering to comprehend! But pray for Dad's mindset over the next week, that he would be reinvigorated with a second chance to live, and not fall into the doldrums of depression.
We were walking down the hospital halls today (since he is getting major cabin fever) and he asked me if I thought Aunt Annelle could see what was happening. He had a thought that since God brought her up early, she had some extra time left over, and maybe God said, "I will give it to your brother!"
Unlimited thanks and appreciation to everyone for their love, prayers, and support!
Sunday, April 14 - 11:30 pm
One week since he was diagnosed in the ER with congenital heart failure, Dad is scheduled to be discharged tomorrow! Can I get a hallelujah?
It was a long week of "firsts" - from seeing fear in my Father's eyes for the first time to seeing those same eyes now blaze with determination to recover.
As I said last time, the doctors feel that he has benefited as much as he could from being under their care, and are releasing him into a local cardiologist, who will continue to monitor Dad. He will stay in New Orleans for the rest of the week recovering and then will return to the hospital one more time for a check up before heading back to Baton Rouge.
For the next 3 months, he will follow a strict regiment to attempt to strengthen his heart past 10 percent: 5 different meds taken daily, visiting a Cardio physical therapist, and meeting with his nutritionist (he will be on an extremely low sodium diet) regularly.
Because they are wary of his fluid intake, he is limited to 5 and a half 8oz cups daily, which equals almost 2 liters. That's all. And that's anything: coffee, juice, milk, water etc.
I'm sure it's overwhelming for him, and that's why it's so important to realize that leaving the hospital is really just the beginning of his long journey to recovery.
After 90 days, he will return to Oschners for another MRI of his heart. 40 percent strength is the goal. And if its over 40 percent, then his heart would be strong enough for a potential surgery to clear his blockages.
So, that's the latest for now. Tomorrow should reveal more information as to the frequency of his check ups, etc.
Prayer point: Praises be to God for the whirlwind of tragedy-turned-healing of the past 7 days. Too staggering to comprehend! But pray for Dad's mindset over the next week, that he would be reinvigorated with a second chance to live, and not fall into the doldrums of depression.
We were walking down the hospital halls today (since he is getting major cabin fever) and he asked me if I thought Aunt Annelle could see what was happening. He had a thought that since God brought her up early, she had some extra time left over, and maybe God said, "I will give it to your brother!"
Unlimited thanks and appreciation to everyone for their love, prayers, and support!
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