Not for the squeamish...

Well, we finally get to put some pictures on the blog. They weren't cooperating the usual way so we sent them directly to my email so we could upload them.

Here is Keith in the prep room before his surgery looking a lot happier than after his surgery.

Above is Keith after they placed the first IV lines and the nurse was getting ready to give him the "happy juice" that makes a person amenable to having their guts played with by strangers.

This final photo Keith took today when they were checking his stitches (staples actually) on his side and abdomen, along with the miscellaneous tubes that are draining all the bad stuff. Leave it to Keith to have the presence of mind to snap pictures during such a time.

Okay -- yuck. I agree. This officially gives him the title of "Borg Keith" with battle scars and everything.



On a positive side Keith is doing great so far. There is pain obviously, but the medications are managing that pretty well. He is sitting up in the recliner during the day and the nurse already had him walk around the ICU twice this afternoon. Coughing seems to hurt the most and the medication makes him a bit loopy (but not that much more than normal...), but the hardest part is feeling lonely. Keith misses being home with the family. Visiting is just not good enough.



We are counting the days and crossing our fingers. Our luck is improving (although not enough to win the Lotto last night). Keep those thoughts and prayers flowing -- they seem to be working. Thanks.