High Noon

He's baaaaaaaaackkkkkkkk!

Vern got sprung from Scripps Memorial Hospital at high noon today. Radiology ran a GI test this morning to ensure that his re-plumbed innards were not leaking fluids. He said he almost barfed after ingesting 3 gulps of the nasty stuff that glows in the dark.

After I fetched him, we stopped at CVS in Pacific Beach to get him mas drogas and liquid nutrition (chicken broth)and to show him the massive waves that came in with the latest El Nino storm. He's uncomfortable, but not ill, and is managing to move around fairly well. Already took a dump and ruined the air quality in the hotel room.

My role is to watch that he doesn't overdo it and to change the dressing on a tube he has inserted in his large bowel as a pressure relief valve. I didn't have the pleasure of wearing that little jewel becuz I do not have sleep apnea. Apparently, those who do sukkk a lotta wind into their belly and it can back up in the bowel and blow out the nice needlework that the doctors added at the new plumbing connections. So he gets to wear the tube til Tuesday, when, if all is well, the doc will remove it.

The next few days here should be quiet and hopefully, less rainy and windy. By Saturday, I hope to be walking 4 miles again on the Beach Walk in the SUN, while V lounges on a park bench and watches the waves and the sparsely-clad females who jog by.

More updates as they happen. Familia en Tennessee, stay high and dry!
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