ICU is the Bomb Digity!

I must say, the Intensive Care Unit at the UCLA Medical Center is the Rolls Royce of hospital care. A private nurse monitors Milan's recovery 24 hours a day, tending to his every need with expertise and care.

When I saw my Dad for the first time, I was impressed by his pink color. Besides the tubes and cords everywhere, he looks incredible for being just 24 hours out of surgery. In fact, I've grown a fond comfort for all these machines and monitors. As much as Milan complains about the discomfort they cause, they also provide safety, consistency, and the ability to monitor his progress closely.

In between periods of rest, the nurse challenges Milan to sit in a chair, expand his lung capacity with breathing exercises, and drink and eat. I'm often surprised by how pushing his comfort level speeds recovery. They hope to have him walking by tomorrow. He is a great patient, even when in pain. He complains of muscle soreness from lying still of a stiff operating table for 8 hours. Mom and I have been massaging his neck, back, hands, and feet to relieve his tightness.

Praise God for all so far and continue to pray for recovery, rest, and peace.

Lots of Love