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Update for 3/27/05

Mar-28-2005 » Filed Under: Scott Thorne

(Email From Steve Thorne)

Dear Friends,

Julie and I arrived sometime after 9 a.m. and found Scott up and watching Stuart Little on his laptop. His bandages were off his head and the IV's were disconnected. He was happy to see us and we talked a bit about his morning so far.

I took some photos for Dr. Rouse so he could see how the head looks now (pretty good!). Just then, Dr. Eckart arrived to give us the good news about his being released. He was almost finished telling us what Scott needed to do next when Tiff and Aly arrived, so he got to tell it again.

Scott is not to run, strain himself or lift anything heavier than a gallon of milk (more than that will not do his body good). The doctor said the scalp is water-tight after about 48 hours, but the layers below are not until about a month passes. He has an appointment on Friday (Tiff will have to call on Monday to find out what time) to check him out and to remove the stitches and the two staples used to seal off the drainage line portal (sorry, but "portal" sounds more cool than opening). Scott can walk and do other light activities as he can tolerate them. The idea is to take it easy for a bit and then build up his strength again through therapy.

Scott's orders were in the computer and we didn't need to get any meds at the pharmacy because he had plenty at home, so as soon as the nurse took out the IV line, he was wheeled down to the nursing entrance to the hospital.

We followed them all to their home and came inside. Tiff had to go the store (and probably really needed a break from caring for Aly and Scott) so we put in Moulin Rouge (which we had not seen and now regret purchasing) to watch while she was out. We changed to Coneheads, but we slept through most of that, it seems.

Scott's buddy, Billy Duval, came by and talked about his new recruiting job and caught up on local happenings. For some reason, they thought the Sergeant Major was easier on us than them. He left after about an hour during which we played with Scott's dogs (a German Shepard mix named Diablo and a Chihuahua named Tinkerbell--an apt name as she flits around the room just like the Disney character). Tiff made a great dinner and we watched O Brother, Where Art Thou?, which Julie and I had not seen before. As is usual with many movies we watch, I liked it and Julie wasn't so sure. Sometime into the second feature, Old School, we said our good-byes for the evening.

ST


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