Dad seemed to be rocking along pretty well in his post-operative rehab. And then, a visit from an old friend … GOUT.
This is TRUE, but I will withhold some of the names. HOWEVER, if you are a business person in Florence, you DEFINITELY need to read this:
When Dad first went to the Cottage rehab (about 56 days ago), he made steady progress. He was walking, doing well in occupational and speech therapy. And as the fluid built up again, he slowly lost ground. THAT is the purpose for the past TWO surgeries.
Okay, we are one day out from surgery. Surgery did go well. Dad is still feeling the effects from being knocked out, but did NOT get sick last night. Well, he also didn’t eat anything, either. Dr Nelson has already written the order for us to go back to the Cottages at Brushy Creek (GHS rehab) and we already know it will be THREE O’CLOCK before that can happen. Transport and checkin red-tape, nothing wrong.
As I logged in to write this post, I just realized I’ve not posted in almost a week. I am sorry for that, just haven’t had the heart …
For the past few days, my little sis (Elaine Knox) has been in town with Mom and Dad. One of the things she noticed about the Cottages is people can bring their pets to visit with their loved ones. That gave her a big idea …
God put us here for a reason. And it boggles my mind that some would not want to know why … would not want to pursue His will, or even know it. And WHY?? Fear.
Dad’s general condition has really not improved much. Now, there are a couple of factors that could explain it: They did remove the temporary drain which was only in for about 48 hours. he is really not walking well and has a difficult time grasping the fact that he cannot go home yet. Mom said he only walked 25 steps yesterday. This could be explained by the removal of the temporary drain. We will know soon, because the permanent drain will be installed on Friday (hopefully our last surgery for a while).
Yesterday moved so fast I didn’t have time to blog. So here is what happened since the last one:
Yes, I sit in yet another hospital room today. Around the corner from the other TWO we had in the previous weeks. Dad had a good night, but we’ve already felt the full PASSIVE force of organizational chaos. And it is very frustrating.