Pass the hot wings

Right now we're watching the Pats/Giants game with Dad. He and Joe (my husband) love to watch games together, so we like to keep up the custom.

Today's been a quiet day for Dad. His blood pressure's still high, so the physical therapist didn't want to put him on the tilt board (it's possible he could faint). Please continue to pray that his BP would come down. On the plus side, when I peeked at the x-rays hanging near his room to see if one of them was his, I was disappointed at first because all I saw were lungs that looked much clearer than I thought Dad's could be. I asked the respiratory therapist if he knew where Dad's x-ray was and he said, "that's it." Yay! Every day his lungs are a little clearer.

Generally Dad is looking good and he seems to be resting pretty comfortably (though just before we got here he'd been given some morphine, so who wouldn't rest comfortably after that?!). He's breathing so well now they've taken him of the oxygen mask and he's back to using a simple nasal cannula (although they've put it in his mouth since he's got the feeding tube in his nose, so in that case wouldn't it be an oral cannula?).

All in all, a good day. Though Dad would probably like a handful of peanuts while we watch the game. :)