I received a phone call from the nursing home this morning. Dad had been throwing up since after breakfast. His doctor prescribed some medication to help with the nausea, but it did not seem to work. He had no temperature, but was very pale and weak.
The nurse told me they called the ambulance to transport him to the hospital for lab work and tests. I had attempted to talk with Dad, but he was too sick. The nurse relayed my message, telling him we loved him and I would call him at the hospital.
I called at 3:30pm and his nurse could not tell me if he would be admitted. She said he had not thrown up since his arrival. They had him on some nausea medication and it seemed to be working.
I asked if I could speak with Dad. She returned to the phone, telling me Dad said to tell me he loves me, he is doing fine and he is up to his old tricks... The nurse laughed and said he was a huge flirt. I laughed too, telling her to be prepared!
I just checked with his nurse at 5pm. She told me his potassium was a little high, so he was given medication to lower it. His glucose was slightly elevated, but everything else looked good. She suggested the nursing home encourages fluids and water. They will be returning Dad to the nursing home. She told me not to worry...
Thank you Lord!