Tuesday was a LONG Day. About 12 hours of waiting. The longest wait was while he was in surgery 3 hours. But, dad is doing well. They basically cobbled together supports on each side of his own shattered femur with a long plate on one side and a bone graft on the opposite side. Then the whole thing was wrapped in cables and attached with screws.
But really, what a miracle that they could even do this for my 80 year old father!
Now, we hope he can have limited use of his leg, without pain or worry of another fracture. He will have an uphill battle. But he can be a very determined guy. Today, he was asking to come home and have physical therapy there rather than go to rehab. So we shall see if that can be worked out. I understand how he feels, there’s no place like home.