(Wasn't he a cute lil guy?)
Dad had surgery Thursday afternoon at 4PM, which is a weird time for surgery, but anyway. The surgery part went great but apparently he wouldn't wake up when he had been taken back to his room so THAT caused some anxiety. Fortunately the hospital staff had decided to pay attention to an 84 year old one-legged diabetic who'd just had surgery and managed to wake him up. We were wondering why they'd do surgery on the same day he had dialysis, but hey, we're no-nothings and anyway, one doesn't question El Doctor, does one?
Anyway, he's doing great--they'd removed the tip of his fibula AND a bit of tendon but they're pretty sure they got all the infection in that particular area. Now we just wait for Mr. Evil Staph Infection to pop up somewhere else. So far he's been in Dad's clavicle (chunk removed), his knee (LEG removed), and remaining ankle (see above).
Let's just hope it doesn't travel up to his head . . . Or anyway else, for that matter!
I'll let y'all know when he's scheduled to go home.