Ron was released from the hospital yesterday!
We stopped for a quick and easy lunch at Panera Bread and then came home. I still haven’t finished unpacking my stuff. Yesterday and all day today, I’ve been trying to micro-manage his medications. He’s on so many – and I had to compare the hospital’s list with what I had listed – and compare the FINAL list to what medications are on his shelf – and then find out what we need to ask our family doctor to prescribe for him when we see her on Thursday.
Then, next week, he’ll see his heart doctor; the following two weeks he’ll have two more medical appointments and I’m waiting to hear from the nurse practitioner at the oncologist’s office about when she wants to see him. Poor hubby, he’s out of the hospital but still surrounded by medical people!
He slept all through the night – he was the first one to bed last night. I was fretful all afternoon – in fact, I told him that I was just as nervous taking HIM home as I was about bringing the baby home over 14 years ago. I’m so worried about protecting him from falls; making sure he takes his correct medicines at the correct times and doesn’t miss any; making sure he eats and eats properly; I’m watching him like a hawk. Over-protective wife and son were getting on him last night at supper time because he was NOT using the walker. He claims that his legs won’t get strong if he uses the walker but I argued that they WILL get stronger even with the walker BUT that they won’t be happy IF he stumbles and falls and breaks something. We have ZERO carpeting in our home. It’s all hardwood floors (bedrooms, hallways and living room) and ceramic tiles (bathrooms and kitchen). There’s no way he’s heading downstairs yet, but that’s still not carpeted either. Poor guy, he’s like a bird with his feathers plucked so that he can’t fly far.
I’m just happy to have everyone together under the same roof!
Thanks be to God, my husband came home today from his long and challenging journey after having a dissected aorta. He’s a miracle, pure and simple. He’s proof that prayers work, because we had family and friends all over the country plus a few in other parts of the world that were constantly praying for him.
Hubby is home. Thank God!
Now we can get back to our “normal” which to anyone else looking in, is anything but. There are many issues going on in my little family of three.
Thanks to God and His Grace, I am able to cope. Usually 😉
My husband came home last night.
It’s such a relief to have him home again. Now he needs time to heal and recuperate. Of course, he’s glad to be home where he can sleep better. You know what it’s like in a hospital, they have to wake you up every hour or so, just to be sure that you’re sleeping. And when they’re not waking you up to see how you’re sleeping, they have to take blood at 5:00 a.m., or your IV starts to beep at 3:00 a.m. or some such nonsense.
Thank you all for the prayers and love. I couldn’t have gotten through without the support from our Lord and from family and friends.
Well, we got home yesterday around 3:30. After dropping my mom off at her place, I drove to pick up my son after school. Went home, kissed hubby, hugged my kitties and played with my German Shepherd and plopped onto the couch. Since I had no energy, we went out for Chinese.
Came home and hubby needed a nap. Teen son went to watch television downstairs so I came and took care of 133 pieces of email, with 1oo pieces of it being junk.
Then my mom called and asked me to come over first thing this morning to take her car into the shop. When we were leaving town on Monday, the driver’s side window went down – on its own – and I couldn’t get it to roll back up. Silly electronic thing! Hopefully it won’t cost hundreds of dollars for her to get it repaired.
So, I just wanted to let my little corner of the world know that I am home.
My return appointment to see Dr. de la Torre is October 31 at 10 am.
Joy. Another LONG drive to Columbia.