GOOD: the old sofa has gone to he dump,
the shoe, and bones that were revealed went off to the dump too
GOODER ... Sunday, Sept 14, My Daddy got off the hospital bed, into the wheelchair, rolled himself out the sliding glass door onto the deck, transferred into the shower chair and got his first shower since he came home from rehab to hospital bed. Sponge baths and leave in shampoo for 7 weeks.
I followed them outside to watch Mama play Stature of Liberty holding the hose up like a shower and Daddy, gleefully shampooing and bathing. I pointed my nose to the door and Mama let me in. When Mama pushed daddy back into the house, Just To See if she Could, as they rolled into the living room they both started to laugh.
The BAD: Can you guess Why?
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| Mama calls me The good dog Gone Bad. Ha hahahaha I had the front row seat to the view out the front window while they were outside. Our life is a roller coaster, ups and downs and all around. On Monday, Sept 15 came The Ugly. |
Daddy's Dementia is getting worse. Mama leaves the walker and the wheel chair parked against the wall, so daddy can't decide to walk. You see in his mind he Can Walk. To get from bed to sofa, he stands with a walker, carefully turns and down on the sofa. 2 steps, weak steps. Mama left the walker where it was and was sitting on my love-seat 5 feet away, Daddy was on the sofa and suddenly he stood up, grabbed the walker and started to walk fast to end of bed, made the turn and Mama was shouting Bob STOP STAND STILL. Wait on me! while she struggled to get out from under her laptop and out of my love-seat.
She was too late and he crashed over backwards like a tree, down on his lower spine, and on his right arm. The right arm hit the wheel chair and now he has a five inch place under his arm near the arm pit that has no skin.
Due to blood thinners, he bled and bled and there was a lot to clean up.
Mama had to bandage the wound, and was so afraid he broke a bone.
Angel the PT was scheduled for a visit and when he came, and heard this story, he did all kinds of test.
Stand up tall, hold on to the walker for 1 minute
get up and down 4 times off bed, put him through all kinds of test, because Mama said she was afraid he was lying about no pain because he is afraid of going to the hospital now.
Angel said I think if he had pain and anything was broken, he would
not be able to hide it. His vitals were good.
Mama is typing this at 4 in the morning, today and he has had a cup of coffee and went back to sleep. The nurse is coming this morning to check the wound and his vitals and give him a check up...
This could have been much uglier. Thank You Lord, it was not
43 comments:
Hari OM
OMG... these are the heart-stopping moments that become almost daily occurence. Constant awareness required, which saps the energy like crazy. I'm so glad there was no worse damage... YAM xx
I'm glad that the incident didn't turn out worse than it did. So lucky he didn't break any bones. Hope all is well when the nurse comes to check the wound.
why we have after some good things always something bad what is super bigbadugly? blood thinners turn every thing into a crime scene... hugs to you 3... for more good days where the bad things are tired...
I have been right there in your shoes and I know the pain and uncertainty. I called the rescue squad at least 3 times when hubby went 'out' and he was transported twice. Last May I ended up putting him in assisted living and it has been sooo good for him...and for me. Prayers for you. I was a full time caretaker for three years and my health is still recovering. xo Diana
I'm so sorry to read the bad news after the earlier good news. Poor Bob! Poor you! Your nerves must be in shreds. I hope you can find an answer that suits you all.
Yes, so much good then the crash into the bad. I hope all stays on the good side now. Hugs from all of us.
Such a difficult situation for both of you (correction: all three of you!) ... Bob trying to get back to "independent" (although not possible) - while you never really get a chance to relax...♥
Beau hello dear one...
Sandra I know what you mean. My mama was a life long out door walker sometimes 2 times a day totalling 5 miles.
When dementia took over in her mind she could walk...in reality she could not.
Sending prayers and hugs to all
Cecilia
I can't imagine how scary this is for you, Sandra. Sending big hugs and daily prayers!
I'm glad to hear the good news, but so sorry about the fall. It happens so fast. I'm thankful for Angel!
Oh no on the fall. I’m sure Bob must be awfully sore after that and thank God nothing is broken as far as you can tell. That is so scary with his dementia. What a fright!
On a lighter note, Beau on the bed makes me smile!
Yikes on the fall. Those are always scary and as we get older they are very frightening. I'm glad this wasn't as bad as it could have been.
Have a fabulous day, my friend. Big hug to you, prayers for Bob and lots of scritches to handsome Beau. ♥
Thanking God that it wasn't worse. I hope things go well with the nurse.
The beginning of this post was nice. Glad he got a shower.
It was ugly enough. I am glad and hoping it is not broken. Glad he got a shower. Love Beau sleeping in his bed. So sorry.
You both must be so desperate for sleep if you can sleep right after having coffee. I don't actually know how you can stay awake. If I lose that much sleep, I go into a kind of coma and no one can rouse me. But I know that has happened to you as well.
Hello Sandra,
I am sorry to hear about Bob falling. I am glad it was not worse.
Beau made himself at home on Bob's bed. Sending hugs and prayers for you all.
We're glad you've had some good days, and Bob surely enjoyed his shower. You are such a cheeky boy to get on the bed when nobody is looking, Beau. That helps to bring some laughter to your parents when they need it.
Oh gosh,Sandra, I hadn't read this until now, so now I have the whole story to go with what you've shared with me. Yikes! I am amazed that he is not in worse shape after that kind of fall. And I guess you are right, if anything is really broken, he will let you know by the pain that will become unbearable. Praying nothing is broken.
Now, are you saying he took a "COLD" shower outside under the hose? Wow! Or maybe your water hose water is still warm from the sun? Could be, but still...wow! That's brave! I know it had to feel good. I'm glad you have Beau to help keep you smiling. (((HUGS)))
Dear Sandra :)
My goodness, what a scare you had. I'm so glad Bob didn't break any bones but sorry he hurt his arm, I hope he recovers soon. Hugs to all three of you.
Love
Sonjia.
Oh Dear Sandra, What roller coaster days you are experiencing. I wish you could get a reprieve but know Bob wouldn't cooperate with anyone else. Dementia is horrible and I know your heart hurts.
I love that Beau gave you something to smile about.
Yay on the sofa being gone and giving Bob a shower at last.
(((hugs)))
Sue
OMG(oodness)! My heart was literally in my throat visualizing that scenario. I'm so glad Angel knew what steps to take to ensure another trip to the ER wasn't necessary. My mother always used to grouse, "There's never a dull moment."
At least the outdoor shower scene made me smile. Statue of liberty, indeed!
I'm so sorry! Hugs and prayers.
That shower must have been good😄 Beau ain't silly when it comes to comfort - he used to share the sofa with Dad and if bed is now Dad's sofa he'll make the most of that too. I reckon falls like that scare the faller more than the observer. My Dad had a few towards his end and I asked him if he'd scared himself and he fessed up. His PT told him not to wear slippers - only laced shoes if we was venturing outdoors.
Wowzers! Scary stuff! We won't tell you about some of the incidents Mom had got some of her balance back. She still has to take her walker when she takes Nutmeg for a walk. And the bruises....they are everywhere! Good thing you have angels. Keep being AWESOME. Marvelous Marv
Right now I'm praying it never happens again, it sounds like this episode wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.
You are amazing!! I can relate to much of what you're going through although my LD is stilll mobile and I hope this doesn't change anytime soon. My stress comes from his obsession with going through the trash and filling every empty bottle with water and stashing them in his music room. Bleach bottles, Lighting fluid bottles, toilet cleaner ones, chocolate sryup bottles, you name it! I nearly lose my mind on a regular basis and I still realize this is not as bad as it could be.....I have to hide my trash and often put it on my neighbors' curbs!
I'm glad Bob got to have a real shower. That fall sounds awful, though! I hope he heals quickly. The boys and I send purrs and love. You are both in our thoughts <3
Just as things seemed to be improving he crashes down. So lucky nothing seems to be broken. So more problems to rest you. It was good the PT was visiting and could check him out.
I am taking a blogging break for an indefinite time, but I just had to check up on you, Bob and Beau.
What a fun way to have a shower! And Beau, yes you are an opportunist, LOL!
Wow, Bob did the unthinkable but thankfully God had Angels watching over him and he didn't break anything other than that bad wound...which hopefully will heal up soon. Bet he'll have some lovely bruises.
I know that you must have felt so scared about that incident.
I'm glad the PT was able to check him out,and that the nurse will check him further.
I loved your images earlier about the stars and the moon.
I pray for you every day, and think of you often, lots of things remind me of you and your current situation.
Hugs to all!
Our Hope is in the Lord, from whence cometh our help. (Psalm 121)
SOOO GLAD it wasn't worse for Bob!! And for You!
Praying that God finds a way to intervene...I know He will!!
hugs
Donna
bless your heart..as I read this, my heart hurts for you and all the extra stress that you are under right now. so sorry about the fall but thankfully nothing was broken. my deepest prayers and love I send to you .
At least there are some good things. And for the ugly and bad, it could have been so much worse. Praise the Lord for that.
Hi hi hi! Ojo here! I see a Good Dog keeping your Daddy's spot for him! I see a bone going to the dump, which I think is Less Good. The Least Good is about your Daddy, we hope he's doing okay. We're also sending many licks and wags to your Mama, this sounds like a Very Hard Time.
Stress level for you must be through the roof. I'm glad he didn't break anything but oh my goodness, what a nightmare of a time. Beau, I know you're going to try to be extra good for mama. Give her a big hug from me.
As difficult as it is for your fellow bloggers to read the bad and ugly updates, the good ones were really good to read. Blogging must help relieve some of your stress, sadly not all, Sandra. Hope the nurse check goes well for Bob.
Gosh, what a kerfuffle! Life is a series of ups and downs. That's why we pray for each other. We never know what trial our loved ones are going through. Glad this event didn't go any worse! May each day get better.
Sending Love & Prayers.
Oh my gosh. What a story so glad that the nurse came to check him out. So sorry this is all on you. I wish I lived closer and we could have a cuppa. Sending love and huggs ❤️
Oh my heart hurts for you both! I cannot imagine how stressful this is on you. Take a deep breath and I do hope you get more good than bad every day. My mom did the same thing only she fell backwards and cut open her head. Scared us to death!
hello Sandra, so sorry to hear about Bob’s falling. What a scare you had.. I’m glad it wasn’t worse. you’re both in my thoughts and prayers. (((Hugs)))
Your Granola sounds delicious. What a pity I can’t eat peanut butter because my cholesterol levels are high. I usually eat oats with tahini as breakfast.
Your poor Mama, Beau. And your poor Dad, too. This so so hard on both of them. It's good there is still "the good" to write about.
Sounds like Bob is about to move around some. I pray for all three of you (incl Beau). I wish I could give good reports on my struggles, but it is a slow frustrating process. The walker is my friend.
Oh my gosh, I am so sorry that you are dealing with all of this. My mom had dementia and thankfully she never tried standing on her own but I completely understand the struggles of being a care-giver. Sending you a virtual hug and prayers for strength to get through each day.
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