Just got Harvey home...as he was getting out of wheel chair he got very nauseous in the parking lot and the stupid helper was just standing there not even helping...I was holding him and called the recovery room on my cell from outside where that nurse put me on hold and said she was going to call the anesthesiologist. Then she came back to phone and said they already discharged him and he should go into Emergency Room. Finally got the helper out of her stupor and she helped me wheel him back in and there he sat...nothing. We left and I took him home and he got sick again in my house. He did have some meds from a previous surgery, I ran over and got them...I got him some soda crackers and ginger ale...hes finally resting for now. This is a nightmare with no end in site. Will write more later as I did call the surgeon and we spoke but it was not a good conversation, spoke with some medical friends and did a lot of research on internet. Just feel real lost and I hate not having enough info and knowing what the next best thing is. My gut tells me something is not right and my gut has never been wrong my entire life...now what to do next...I just dont know yet, but all ears for suggestions. Taking a break for a minute. Thanks everyone for the kind messages. —Rose (Harveys sister)
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 02:15:06 +0000