Doing really good . . .

My ol' gramps is doing very well. He was extubated after surgery and was talking as soon as we saw him. Now, of course he is in a lot of pain, and he says it feels like someon is sitting on his chest, but his breathing isn't near as labored as I expected and the surgery was only 2 hours! Praise the Lord! He keeps wanting reassurance that he is doing good. It is really too sweet.

The tumor was encapsulated in his lung, so they think they removed it all. It was close to his heart and aorta, but that went well. They only had to remove the nerve that goes to his left vocal cords so he is a little hoarse. We are very blessed. I sooooo needed a good outcome.

So, here I sit. At the hospital once again, but with a far different prognosis. . .