This morning I am sitting in an ICU room in North Dallas watching my dad's chest rise and fall to the beat of a machine.
After his surgery yesterday he the doctor discovered more holes in his abdomen that they had anticipated and due to his blood pressure problems earlier in the day did not want to keep him sedated for to long, they did not "close him up" all the way and are giving him a day to rest today before going back in to finish tomorrow.
After talking with Christie after work yesterday and not knowing what kind of situation we were facing my mom and I hopped on plane late last night so I could be here with him.
Last night I walked in the ICU and he was pretty sedated, although when I started talking to him he squeezed my hand and when I told him that I loved him he opened his eyes and starting mouthing words around the ventilator. I asked if he was telling me how much he loved me and he shook his head yes.
This morning they are alternating between pain medication and medicine to keep his blood pressure up. They are letting him sleep but he still squeezes my hand and responds to my words.
Ryan and Company are on their way from Louisiana.
Today we are waiting, resting, and praying.
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