When I arrived at the hospital this morning, the first thing Pa did was show me that he can move his right arm again. Yay! It's still weak, of course. He can barely move his fingers. The physical therapist stopped by and showed him exercises he can do to get some movement back.
Pa can't swallow properly due to the stroke, so the nurse had to put a feeding tube in him. At the same time, he no longer needed the tubes draining blood out of his chest, so those were removed.
Also, Pa was able to sit up in a chair today. Even though he can move his right leg when he's lying in bed, he had difficulty moving it when the nurse had him upright to move from the bed to the chair.
Pa keeps insisting that he's not in pain, but his color and breathing say otherwise. Tonight he finally agreed to take a Vicodin. I don't think he would have agreed to take a painkiller if he really had absolutely no pain. He can't swallow, so the nurse had to crush it and give it to him through his feeding tube.
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