Hey, Y'all,
It is a funny thing (not ha ha funny) how so many people visit friends and family on Sunday afternoons. You don't always see the same people on Sunday that you do during the week. Some people have regular visitors and some have no visitors except on Sundays; but then some have no visitors at all. They seem to be forgotten people. I don't believe that Gramps has had any visitors except for me and perhaps a couple of church members. He had some family members visit in the hospital.
Today there were quite a few visitors to some of the residents, and many came and sat outside with the residents that they were visiting. One nice thing about the nursing home is that there is a beautiful shaded porch with lots of rocking chairs and decorative wrought iron tables and chairs. In order to enter the nursing home, there is a coded entry pad with the code printed on a piece of paper near the entry pad. When you are bringing out a resident, or taking one back in, it is often difficult unless you have someone to help hold the door. Many of the residents are in wheel chairs, and one cannot hold the door and push the wheel chair at the same time. Most often there will be someone outside that will offer help or someone inside will be coming out.
I have met quite a few people there who are acquaintances and friends. Some of them are residents and some are friends or family of residents. Naturally, having lived in this area for more than 60 years (off and on), I have the privilege of knowing many of the people in there. It is good to renew old acquaintances and make new ones. (I am not bashful, as you can probably guess by now, so I never see a stranger - at least not for long).
I have noticed that when Gramps is up for awhile, he can hardly wait to be back in bed. He sleeps a lot, and always sleeps after lunch. He goes back to bed after lunch and then is gotten up for supper, after which he goes back to bed for the night. He knows that we plan to go to Texas, and when I asked him today where he thinks he is, he said, "Texas". I said, "No, not yet. Right now we are in Dandridge at the Jefferson County Nursing Home so that you can get better and then be able to come home."
Tonight I am working on supper for tomorrow. I am preparing chicken pot pie, and tonight peeled and diced and cooked potatoes for it. I added carrots and onions to the potatoes and now I have drained them and they are cooling. In the morning, I will line the baking dish with crust, and mix with the carrots, potatoes, and onions a mixture of cream style corn, tiny green peas, cooked chicken breast, and some chicken broth thickened with cornstarch. I seasoned the chicken with herbs and spices when I cooked it a couple of months ago and froze it to use later. So now is later. After I add all those ingredients together, I will fill the crust with it and then top it with velveeta and a top crust. It will be covered with saran wrap and put in my fridge where Laurie (our neighbor) will come down and get it so she can bake it before our supper - since I will be too late coming from the nursing home to bake it in time for our supper.
Dessert will be buttered pecan ice cream along with fresh frozen fruit. Yum! It really makes my day to have them come down and share supper with me on Monday evenings. Speaking of making my day, on Tuesday two of my retired school teacher friends are taking me to lunch. I am looking forward to that.
Can you believe that May is almost gone? Tomorrow will be my 500th posting since i began my blog nearly two years ago. Ain't that grand?
Well, this is about it for today. I actually got to talk to both my girls this morning. I talked to Carol by phone and Teresa by IM'ing. Speaking of making my day, that will always do it for me. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. Much love to each of you, my friends and family until tomorrow. Bye for now. More later.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Some Characters
Hey, Y'all,
Well, I thought I would write about some of the people who populate the nursing home, since I am spending quite a bit of time there, and the news is pretty much the same about Gramps most of the time. I know it is going to be some time yet before a lot of improvement is going to be evident.
One of the characters is his room mate, Paul (Polecat). He was born in Jefferson County and has lived here all his life. He cusses something awful, and so the other day I asked him if he had ever been in the navy. His reply was: "H..., no. I've never been in the D... navy." I told him that I thought maybe he had since he talked like a sailor. People who know him say that he has always cussed like that. He talks about how he used to be a driver of trucks for the light company and how he got about six men fired from their jobs for not working. I was speaking to someone today about him and they said he was so lazy, he had no room to talk about anyone else being lazy. They called him a windbag. Ha ha.
Another of the residents is a former preacher, named Coy. Now, Coy grew up near us when we first moved to New Market back in 1947. He lived over on the Dairy Farm that belonged to a wealthy lady who was an owner that didn't visit the farm very often. He bacame a preacher in his later years. He walks with a cane, and spends a lot of time sitting out on the front porch of the nursing home. One day, one of the housekeepers was walking down the hallway spraying Febreze air freshener. She said that Coy had left a little "gift" in a bag in the bathroom and apparently it wasn't the first time that had happened.
Then there are the residents who sit in wheelchairs out in the hallway, some of them sleeping, and some asking for help when you walk by them. There is also the sweet little old lady who carries a doll around like it is a baby, and apparently may believe it to be so. Some people seem to never leave their rooms, and not all of them have people come to see them. I know Polecat doesn't have many visitors.
We have several friends who are out there as well, and it is so sad to see these people who were once viable citizens that can no longer communicate well with others. It is sad for me to see my husband in his condition, but like many others, he enjoys eating and watching tevee, and visiting when I am there. He is always ready to be put back into bed when his meal is over. He sleeps as much as they let him. I took him out today after he had his lunch, and we sat outside for about an hour, before I left to have my lunch.
It is evening now, and I am just about ready for my bed. I seem to be quite sleepy myself, and I know I am tired. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love and many thanks for all your support. Please forgive me for not personally responding to comments you all so sweetly make. It is just about all I can do to post. I do enjoy keeping in touch. Goodbye for now. More later.
Well, I thought I would write about some of the people who populate the nursing home, since I am spending quite a bit of time there, and the news is pretty much the same about Gramps most of the time. I know it is going to be some time yet before a lot of improvement is going to be evident.
One of the characters is his room mate, Paul (Polecat). He was born in Jefferson County and has lived here all his life. He cusses something awful, and so the other day I asked him if he had ever been in the navy. His reply was: "H..., no. I've never been in the D... navy." I told him that I thought maybe he had since he talked like a sailor. People who know him say that he has always cussed like that. He talks about how he used to be a driver of trucks for the light company and how he got about six men fired from their jobs for not working. I was speaking to someone today about him and they said he was so lazy, he had no room to talk about anyone else being lazy. They called him a windbag. Ha ha.
Another of the residents is a former preacher, named Coy. Now, Coy grew up near us when we first moved to New Market back in 1947. He lived over on the Dairy Farm that belonged to a wealthy lady who was an owner that didn't visit the farm very often. He bacame a preacher in his later years. He walks with a cane, and spends a lot of time sitting out on the front porch of the nursing home. One day, one of the housekeepers was walking down the hallway spraying Febreze air freshener. She said that Coy had left a little "gift" in a bag in the bathroom and apparently it wasn't the first time that had happened.
Then there are the residents who sit in wheelchairs out in the hallway, some of them sleeping, and some asking for help when you walk by them. There is also the sweet little old lady who carries a doll around like it is a baby, and apparently may believe it to be so. Some people seem to never leave their rooms, and not all of them have people come to see them. I know Polecat doesn't have many visitors.
We have several friends who are out there as well, and it is so sad to see these people who were once viable citizens that can no longer communicate well with others. It is sad for me to see my husband in his condition, but like many others, he enjoys eating and watching tevee, and visiting when I am there. He is always ready to be put back into bed when his meal is over. He sleeps as much as they let him. I took him out today after he had his lunch, and we sat outside for about an hour, before I left to have my lunch.
It is evening now, and I am just about ready for my bed. I seem to be quite sleepy myself, and I know I am tired. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love and many thanks for all your support. Please forgive me for not personally responding to comments you all so sweetly make. It is just about all I can do to post. I do enjoy keeping in touch. Goodbye for now. More later.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Some Improvement
Hey, Y'all,
I am beginning to see some improvement in Gramps' condition. He walked yesterday with support and using his walker for a good way in the hall. The physical therapist took him out of the room and walked him. I followed with his wheel chair so that it came with them. I am spending several hours a day with him and attempting to get him to drink more liquids and also helping him eat his lunch and supper.
When we brought him back from the hospital, I had gathered up the things that were there with him and one of them was a tube of lubricating lotion. I left it on his tray table at the nursing home when I left there on Wednesday afternoon. Well, I should not have done that. When I got to the nursing home yesterday morning, he told me that someone had come in and stopped him from putting more in his mouth. He had thought it was something to eat, and squeezed some into his mouth. I said, "Oh, my goodness, did you swallow it?" He said, "Yeah, it was in my mouth and it just went on down." I have to be so very careful about what he gets his hands on, because he is just like a curious child. He must have pulled out at least five IV needles during the time he was in the hospital.
He asked me yesterday what kind of military place he was in, and I told him that it is not a military place, but a nursing home. He also asked me if Mae (our sister-in-law) owned it. I replied that no, she has nothing to do with it. He wanted to know how many rooms were in this (nursing home) house. I told him that maybe a hundred or so people lived in it. He said that was really big.
Sometimes I leave the nursing home for awhile to eat lunch around 2 or 3 in the afternoon and then return before his suppertime. It helps to get away for awhile. He told me yesterday that he wants me to stay with him all the time. I told him that I was sorry but that I have to go home at night and rest some and do laundry and stuff like that. I plan on having lunch with Allie today around one o'clock at the Minnis House Tea Room in New Market. I look forward to that. I usually have my lunch alone. He doesn't have many visitors except he had quite a few on last Sunday when he was still in the hospital.
Well, it is almost 8 a.m. and I have yet to have my breakfast. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. More later. Much love and many thanks for the support to all of you, my friends and family out there in Blogland. Bye for now.
I am beginning to see some improvement in Gramps' condition. He walked yesterday with support and using his walker for a good way in the hall. The physical therapist took him out of the room and walked him. I followed with his wheel chair so that it came with them. I am spending several hours a day with him and attempting to get him to drink more liquids and also helping him eat his lunch and supper.
When we brought him back from the hospital, I had gathered up the things that were there with him and one of them was a tube of lubricating lotion. I left it on his tray table at the nursing home when I left there on Wednesday afternoon. Well, I should not have done that. When I got to the nursing home yesterday morning, he told me that someone had come in and stopped him from putting more in his mouth. He had thought it was something to eat, and squeezed some into his mouth. I said, "Oh, my goodness, did you swallow it?" He said, "Yeah, it was in my mouth and it just went on down." I have to be so very careful about what he gets his hands on, because he is just like a curious child. He must have pulled out at least five IV needles during the time he was in the hospital.
He asked me yesterday what kind of military place he was in, and I told him that it is not a military place, but a nursing home. He also asked me if Mae (our sister-in-law) owned it. I replied that no, she has nothing to do with it. He wanted to know how many rooms were in this (nursing home) house. I told him that maybe a hundred or so people lived in it. He said that was really big.
Sometimes I leave the nursing home for awhile to eat lunch around 2 or 3 in the afternoon and then return before his suppertime. It helps to get away for awhile. He told me yesterday that he wants me to stay with him all the time. I told him that I was sorry but that I have to go home at night and rest some and do laundry and stuff like that. I plan on having lunch with Allie today around one o'clock at the Minnis House Tea Room in New Market. I look forward to that. I usually have my lunch alone. He doesn't have many visitors except he had quite a few on last Sunday when he was still in the hospital.
Well, it is almost 8 a.m. and I have yet to have my breakfast. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. More later. Much love and many thanks for the support to all of you, my friends and family out there in Blogland. Bye for now.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Back to the Nursing Home
Hey, Y'all,
Well, I hope no one misunderstood the facts about Gramps leaving the hospital, because he is back in the nursing home because there is no way that I could take care of him at home. He is not able to walk without a lot of help and then not even very far. Yesterday, at the hospital they had to put the Foley back in, so he was sent to the nursing home with it.
Yesterday when he was up for lunch sitting in a chair, he told me that he is tired of the fight for life, and just wants to die and go home to Heaven. He had very little breakfast and no lunch and very little fluids. (He refused to drink any more and was not passing any water to speak of). When they inserted the Foley, they got nearly 2 full liters of fluid (so to speak), and so left it in.
When we got him to the nursing home he decided he was hungry, so I told him that I guessed he decided he wasn't going to go that day (kind of joking with him). He ate pretty well but wouldn't drink any liquid to amount to anything. I will be going over a little later this morning. I am trying to catch up on some stuff here at home first. (Like laundry, ha).
I saw American Idol last night and was not surprised when Lee Weise won it. It would have been hard to decide which one I wanted to win. I like them both and they are great singers. Of course a lot of hullabaloo about Simon Cowell was on the show and I know his acerbic wit will be missed. He is the reason that a lot of people enjoyed watching Idol.
I told Gramps that we would be going to Texas in a couple of months and he seemed to be okay with it.
A lot of tough decisions are coming up for me, but with God's help, I know they will be right for us both.
Well, folks, I gotta quit this right now, and get with the program for the day. Haven't had breakfast yet, and you know it is the most important meal of the day. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love to each of you, my friends and loved ones. More later. Bye for now. Please continue praying for us. Thank you.
Well, I hope no one misunderstood the facts about Gramps leaving the hospital, because he is back in the nursing home because there is no way that I could take care of him at home. He is not able to walk without a lot of help and then not even very far. Yesterday, at the hospital they had to put the Foley back in, so he was sent to the nursing home with it.
Yesterday when he was up for lunch sitting in a chair, he told me that he is tired of the fight for life, and just wants to die and go home to Heaven. He had very little breakfast and no lunch and very little fluids. (He refused to drink any more and was not passing any water to speak of). When they inserted the Foley, they got nearly 2 full liters of fluid (so to speak), and so left it in.
When we got him to the nursing home he decided he was hungry, so I told him that I guessed he decided he wasn't going to go that day (kind of joking with him). He ate pretty well but wouldn't drink any liquid to amount to anything. I will be going over a little later this morning. I am trying to catch up on some stuff here at home first. (Like laundry, ha).
I saw American Idol last night and was not surprised when Lee Weise won it. It would have been hard to decide which one I wanted to win. I like them both and they are great singers. Of course a lot of hullabaloo about Simon Cowell was on the show and I know his acerbic wit will be missed. He is the reason that a lot of people enjoyed watching Idol.
I told Gramps that we would be going to Texas in a couple of months and he seemed to be okay with it.
A lot of tough decisions are coming up for me, but with God's help, I know they will be right for us both.
Well, folks, I gotta quit this right now, and get with the program for the day. Haven't had breakfast yet, and you know it is the most important meal of the day. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love to each of you, my friends and loved ones. More later. Bye for now. Please continue praying for us. Thank you.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Out of the Hosptial Tomorrow, I Think
Hey, Y'all,
I spoke with the doctor this afternoon (a very lovely lady, by the way, and a good doctor). She told me that Gramps has only 10 percent use of his gall bladder, but is not recommending surgery because of his age and medical and mental condition. I told her that he and I had discussed it and he had ixnayed it, too.
They disconnected his IV today and also unplugged the Foley (that made him happy, ha ha) but I can't get him to drink a lot of water like he should. They won't let him leave the hospital until he can perform well enough in producing water on his own.
I am quite tired this evening, although I have not done very much today. I have some interesting television to watch this evening (American Idol for one). Sunday night I watched the last episode of Donald Trump's Celebrity Apprentice and then dreamed that he had given me a beautiful fur coat that for some reason I couldn't wear. Ha! Just my luck, even in my dreams I can't win.
I told Gramps today that we would possibly be going to Texas for a while in a couple of months. It didn't seem to phase him though. We are looking about buying a house out there so we can be closer to one of our children and our grand and great grand children. I am beginning to be somewhat excited about it. I haven't yet told my family in Knoxville because I want it to be more a done deal before I do that. I really hate leaving them and I dread telling them, you know. But, life changes for all of us as we live.
Well, I gotta get a few things done before I go to bed this evening. Somehow, My Get UP and Go has done got up and gone. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. More tomorrow. Much love and many thanks to each of you, my friends out in blogland. Bye for now.
I spoke with the doctor this afternoon (a very lovely lady, by the way, and a good doctor). She told me that Gramps has only 10 percent use of his gall bladder, but is not recommending surgery because of his age and medical and mental condition. I told her that he and I had discussed it and he had ixnayed it, too.
They disconnected his IV today and also unplugged the Foley (that made him happy, ha ha) but I can't get him to drink a lot of water like he should. They won't let him leave the hospital until he can perform well enough in producing water on his own.
I am quite tired this evening, although I have not done very much today. I have some interesting television to watch this evening (American Idol for one). Sunday night I watched the last episode of Donald Trump's Celebrity Apprentice and then dreamed that he had given me a beautiful fur coat that for some reason I couldn't wear. Ha! Just my luck, even in my dreams I can't win.
I told Gramps today that we would possibly be going to Texas for a while in a couple of months. It didn't seem to phase him though. We are looking about buying a house out there so we can be closer to one of our children and our grand and great grand children. I am beginning to be somewhat excited about it. I haven't yet told my family in Knoxville because I want it to be more a done deal before I do that. I really hate leaving them and I dread telling them, you know. But, life changes for all of us as we live.
Well, I gotta get a few things done before I go to bed this evening. Somehow, My Get UP and Go has done got up and gone. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. More tomorrow. Much love and many thanks to each of you, my friends out in blogland. Bye for now.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Yesterday and Today
Hey, Y'all,
Yesterday (Sunday) Dub was sleeping all day. On Saturday, he had drunk the magnesium citrate and been given Miralax to aid in the cleansing of his innards, and the result was seven times and diarrhea. He was quite weak after all that, and so, even though he had at least 8 visitors, he slept through their visits. I finally wakened him enough to eat supper last night. Among those who came to visit were Mae, her son, Fred, and Imazo. Also, our neighbors came to visit him and he just slept on. Ha.
This morning when I arrived, he was sleeping and slept most of the day. He did not get to eat breakfast or lunch because of the Hida Test that he took around 11:30 this morning. It has to be taken on an empty stomach because of the dye they inject into the veins. I was told this morning that he had pulled out the intravenous needle during the night. I asked him today why he had done that and he replied that it got in his way. When they put in a new one, they put a bandage around it to keep him from doing the same thing again.
The nurse at the desk told me this morning that they are still giving him an antibiotic for the infection that is apparently still in his body, and that his renal problem seems to be over with. If they have to do a gall bladder surgery, he has already said that he doesn't want it done. He also said this afternoon to get him out of that bed before they kill him. I told him that is what we have been trying to do by getting him up and on his feet. He is reluctant to get up and walk. I don't know yet the results of the Hida test of his gall bladder.
They brought in his supper tonight and he ate most of it. I soon left after I had finished feeding his supper to him. He was ready to go to sleep again.
I had the neighbors down for supper tonight and we had potato soup, cornbread, and chocolate eclair dessert. Then we played Aggravation, a board game which is a lot of fun.
I am really tired and sleepy tonight, so I guess I will go to bed soon and watch the final episode of Law and Order from bed. Hope I can stay awake for it, but I am not sure. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. More later. Much love and many thanks to all of you for your support. Bye for now.
Yesterday (Sunday) Dub was sleeping all day. On Saturday, he had drunk the magnesium citrate and been given Miralax to aid in the cleansing of his innards, and the result was seven times and diarrhea. He was quite weak after all that, and so, even though he had at least 8 visitors, he slept through their visits. I finally wakened him enough to eat supper last night. Among those who came to visit were Mae, her son, Fred, and Imazo. Also, our neighbors came to visit him and he just slept on. Ha.
This morning when I arrived, he was sleeping and slept most of the day. He did not get to eat breakfast or lunch because of the Hida Test that he took around 11:30 this morning. It has to be taken on an empty stomach because of the dye they inject into the veins. I was told this morning that he had pulled out the intravenous needle during the night. I asked him today why he had done that and he replied that it got in his way. When they put in a new one, they put a bandage around it to keep him from doing the same thing again.
The nurse at the desk told me this morning that they are still giving him an antibiotic for the infection that is apparently still in his body, and that his renal problem seems to be over with. If they have to do a gall bladder surgery, he has already said that he doesn't want it done. He also said this afternoon to get him out of that bed before they kill him. I told him that is what we have been trying to do by getting him up and on his feet. He is reluctant to get up and walk. I don't know yet the results of the Hida test of his gall bladder.
They brought in his supper tonight and he ate most of it. I soon left after I had finished feeding his supper to him. He was ready to go to sleep again.
I had the neighbors down for supper tonight and we had potato soup, cornbread, and chocolate eclair dessert. Then we played Aggravation, a board game which is a lot of fun.
I am really tired and sleepy tonight, so I guess I will go to bed soon and watch the final episode of Law and Order from bed. Hope I can stay awake for it, but I am not sure. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. More later. Much love and many thanks to all of you for your support. Bye for now.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
More Updates
Hey, Y'all,
This morning I awakened after getting eight (8) hours of sleep. It felt so very good! I had some bacon and eggs for breakfast and after finishing up the laundry (not folded yet, ha) and getting ready to go to the hospital, I was on my way there.
I found Dub sitting up in bed and having finished his breakfast by gumming it (they hadn't gotten his choppers out of the denture cup in the bathroom), he was ready to visit with me for awhile. I had taken some denture cream and a denture brush to clean his teeth with me this morning, (I had put a couple of denture tablets in his teeth last night to soak overnight, so they were almost clean) and finished cleaning them before letting him put them into his mouth this morning.
You should have seen what his dentures looked like after chewing iron tablets at the nursing home. Somehow, after the surgery he had forgotten how to swallow pills, so now they have to pulverize pills for him to take them. They tried to give him stool softeners in the hospital this time, and he just wallowed them around in his mouth, when they told him not to chew them. So they give him the liquid instead, and it tastes terrible.
The doctor told me today that Dub has an impaction in his bowel, and that he is having a problem with his gall bladder as well. We had to get him to drink a bottle of magnesium citrate which tastes terrible, you know. What a battle to get him to swallow that stuff, but he finally finished it. Allie was there when they brought it in to him and between the two of us (mostly her) we got it down him, with him finishing the last few ounces of it on his own.
The therapist got him to walk out into the hall today (different therapist from yesterday) and the one yesterday got him out into the hall and part way down the hall and back - much farther than the one today. The one today showed him mercy, and the one yesterday, did not. I prefer the one yesterday because it is only by pushing that improvements come.
After the walk today, they put him into a chair to sit up and eat his lunch. He ate most of it, and not long after, they put him to bed and he immediately went to sleep. I left about one thirty and went to the Gondolier for lunch and had a wonderful Spana Kopita (Spinach Pie), along with a salad and a grilled chicken breast. I went back and spent the next several hours watching him sleep, till Mark and Allie came along about the time the nurse brought in the citrate for him to drink. Poor fellow. Then came supper and he had his supper and finished up the citrate on his own. He was rewarded with a cup of coffee. Soon after that he went back to sleep and I left for the night.
Now, I have laundry to fold, and a kitchen table to clear off. I don't know about you all, but in my house, we come in the kitchen door from outside, and whatever mail we have (or anything else) hits the table until it is finally gone through and put either in the trash or somewhere else. Ha ha. Sometimes the table looks like it is about to fly away. That is what it looks like right now. I took the time this morning to dose out my week's worth of pills and now the bag I keep the bottles in needs to be put on the shelf where it belongs.
Laundry first, while I watch some tevee, and then clearing off the table, then getting ready for bed, and then dreamland. Ahhhh yes!
This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for tonight. More later. Much love to each of you, my friends. I'll think about stuff tomorrow, for after all, tomorrow is another day. Bye for now.
This morning I awakened after getting eight (8) hours of sleep. It felt so very good! I had some bacon and eggs for breakfast and after finishing up the laundry (not folded yet, ha) and getting ready to go to the hospital, I was on my way there.
I found Dub sitting up in bed and having finished his breakfast by gumming it (they hadn't gotten his choppers out of the denture cup in the bathroom), he was ready to visit with me for awhile. I had taken some denture cream and a denture brush to clean his teeth with me this morning, (I had put a couple of denture tablets in his teeth last night to soak overnight, so they were almost clean) and finished cleaning them before letting him put them into his mouth this morning.
You should have seen what his dentures looked like after chewing iron tablets at the nursing home. Somehow, after the surgery he had forgotten how to swallow pills, so now they have to pulverize pills for him to take them. They tried to give him stool softeners in the hospital this time, and he just wallowed them around in his mouth, when they told him not to chew them. So they give him the liquid instead, and it tastes terrible.
The doctor told me today that Dub has an impaction in his bowel, and that he is having a problem with his gall bladder as well. We had to get him to drink a bottle of magnesium citrate which tastes terrible, you know. What a battle to get him to swallow that stuff, but he finally finished it. Allie was there when they brought it in to him and between the two of us (mostly her) we got it down him, with him finishing the last few ounces of it on his own.
The therapist got him to walk out into the hall today (different therapist from yesterday) and the one yesterday got him out into the hall and part way down the hall and back - much farther than the one today. The one today showed him mercy, and the one yesterday, did not. I prefer the one yesterday because it is only by pushing that improvements come.
After the walk today, they put him into a chair to sit up and eat his lunch. He ate most of it, and not long after, they put him to bed and he immediately went to sleep. I left about one thirty and went to the Gondolier for lunch and had a wonderful Spana Kopita (Spinach Pie), along with a salad and a grilled chicken breast. I went back and spent the next several hours watching him sleep, till Mark and Allie came along about the time the nurse brought in the citrate for him to drink. Poor fellow. Then came supper and he had his supper and finished up the citrate on his own. He was rewarded with a cup of coffee. Soon after that he went back to sleep and I left for the night.
Now, I have laundry to fold, and a kitchen table to clear off. I don't know about you all, but in my house, we come in the kitchen door from outside, and whatever mail we have (or anything else) hits the table until it is finally gone through and put either in the trash or somewhere else. Ha ha. Sometimes the table looks like it is about to fly away. That is what it looks like right now. I took the time this morning to dose out my week's worth of pills and now the bag I keep the bottles in needs to be put on the shelf where it belongs.
Laundry first, while I watch some tevee, and then clearing off the table, then getting ready for bed, and then dreamland. Ahhhh yes!
This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for tonight. More later. Much love to each of you, my friends. I'll think about stuff tomorrow, for after all, tomorrow is another day. Bye for now.
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