7 weeks, since Bob stopped walking on 3/27, and can only walk by using a Walker, only point a to point B, using his upper body strength to do that. While in hospital his BP was lower than usual, THEY said because he was in bed, and at home it continues until yesterday it was 110/50 and way to low.
Its been 9 days, 9 of the Longest Days of My Life, since I told you this blog is closed temporarily.
No change, still the same as the March 28th, when he woke up unable to walk unassisted.
home from hospital a week now, still the same even with 5 days with 3 nurse, 3 therapist visits, none of which has changed his condition at all. We tried to cancel nurses and have only therapists, nope, he needs a nurse. Memory and not walking. OT comes today with plans for making bathrooms safe for him, not safe for our savings. I am still standing, but do a lot of crying.
a photo is worth a thousand words, The blood thinner, Chain Saw Massacre several times ✅ foot prints in red a trail from bath to sofa ✅ I did not cry as I sprayed the trusting bottle of peroxide even though tears have been common for the past week.
Beau had an ear infection, he is doing great, Vet let me order drops by email and I just picked them up.
I cut my hair All By Myself! I even did the back,
I asked Bob to take a photo of the back, he ended up with 4 photos, 3 of his walker and one of his finger over the lens. We laughed long and hard.
Exhaustion Is My Middle Name. While seeking my cousins wisdom by phone, she said Just order your groceries, I order all of mine. She said she loves Walmart delivery.
Sunday morning I went to the Walmart app in my phone, at 6 am, signed up for Walmart +, for price of 98 per year, free shipping and free delivery from store. I picked a delivery time of 11 to 1, same day delivery, with instructions to leave on front porch. Tip is added and paid for with groceries.
Sunday 11:40 AM, my First Delivery from Walmart
Bob is on the throne,
my hands are buried in the meatloaf mix,
I hear a car door slam in driveway
I lift pot of green beans off burner, leaving burner on
peer out window at driveway, delivery girl is getting in car.
I open door and the entire porch floor is covered in bags, and bottles of pool chemicals
(I did not specify leave on bench)
while saying, Beau get back, Beau get back,
I hear shouting from the throne, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
over my head the fire alarm starts SHRIEKING!
The throne voice shouts over and over, turn it off! Get a ladder! (he knows he can reach it but I can't)
I don't answer because I am trying to turn it off with my dads CANE.
I shriek, I AM TRYING! SHUT UP!
Throne shouts, STOP IT STOP IT
I SHOUT I AM TRYING while standing on foot stool trying to reach over my head without falling and Beau is whirling in circles around the stool because the shrieking is hurting his ears.
I realize the reason it did not turn off is the BURNER IS STILL ON PUTTING OUT HEAT.
I step carefully down from the stool, race to kitchen, turn off burner and back to the stool and The Quiet Returns and at that moment the 12 noon Cell Alarm goes off playing a song to warn me to TAKE MY VITAMINS.
Shouting from throne changes to The Phone Is Ringing, I turn it off and it changes to
Who was that, what is going on.
Walmart brought the groceries. What Groceries? He has forgotten I ordered them.
I get him up and out and down on the sofa and say calmly, Lunch will be late, no really, I did say it calmly while we laughed and laughed at the comedy of errors our life has become.
Bob's lunch plate was late, I call it that because I can eat the potatoes and about 6 beans and the pickled beets with my rice pasta.
My apologies for posting, and not reading yours posts, but it took me 3 days to type this. I still snap photos of any/all things for just in case I return to blogging.