I just talked to Dave. I rambled and rambled as usual and he hates hearing from me so he finds a way to accidently disconnect me. The stinker.
His foot is not healing as quickly as they would like. He needs to get some good skin growth, especially on the bottom of his foot, so that his foot will be okay. It's a very slow process.
They are still giving Dave the morphine IV before they change the dressings on his foot, but he says it only lasts about 1 hour. I believe he said something about wanting to get 3 different types of pain meds at the same time, 24/7. Sheesh, what a pain med junkie.
Oh, they did change his room, so for those of you who call him, he is no longer in the old room.
Dave is scraggley looking. No high and tight haircut, no shave. He's pretty scarey looking when he gets like that. I guess I need to track down someone in Las Vegas who can correctly do a high and tight. I suppose the shave is pretty routine with a electric shaver.
Still no idea when Dave will get to go home. He's been in the hospital for about 1-1/2 months. Well, for a lot of days and nights. But who is counting? Actually, Dave is probably safer there than he is at home, but don't tell him I said so.
So that's the VG report for today. Status quo, but different room. And he still hangs up on me (accidently, or so he says). When I got him on the phone he immediately said, "Did I just hang up on you?" Geez, he is already hoping to hang up on me before I say anything besides, "Hi, it's me!"
Judy