July 3: Mom update & let no good deed....
So sorry to keep you all on tenderhooks....
Mom's surgery was last Monday. He repaired the new break with pins and plate, wasn't able to correct the fracture damage from 15 years ago to that wrist. That's OK, because she had full use of it before this, it just looked a little crooked. While she had some "dramatics", all went fine.
Her rib was a non-displaced fracture and is causing less and less pain. She made the mistake of whining to me that it hurt when she took a deep breath or moved a certain way. I was rather less than sympathetic, considering that this followed several days of complaining despite my pointing out how lucky she was to not have broken a hip. At the initial doctor's visit, her response to "And how are you doing?" was "Fine, I guess, under the circumstances!". I pointed out the lady with TWO broken wrists in the waiting room, and the several hip patients that limped by us on the way back to the exam room. So the rib comment was met by that famous look of mine :) She got the message, paused and said "And you're thinking 'welcome to my world?'" My response was "Yes, since October 15 of 2004, every day!"
No problem with the kidneys, and no good explanation for why the sudden increase in urination, which has subsided. She has had a problem for years and has finally agreed to see a urologist. New medication (Vesicare) seems to be working better than the previously used (Detrol).
The cast after surgery went from just below her ACF (bend at the elbow) all the way down to include most of her second joint (middle joint) of the fingers. It remained pretty swollen and not much use. Yesterday's visit, 9 days post surgery, took that cast off. They removed the stitches and the outside looks great. She got a little queezy and needed to lie down after they took out the stitches. The new cast is much shorter and gives her use of her fingers, which are still swollen and desperately need some activity.
I pointed out to her yesterday that I was concerned, sympathetic and came up with several things to help her out. I just don't tolerate constant whining. Apparently she was saving it all for me and keeping her chin up with everyone else, to which I said that stating she hurt or whatever was fine, but not in the "woe is me" voice. Let me point out that this blog is for me to whine, and I always warn you and put in something positive afterwards!
Since she was still a little nauseated, I was anxious to get her back to the apartment. So I didn't notice anything amiss until a man stopped me and told me that my car had been hit. My beautiful, 2-month old, gorgeous red car. By the car who had pulled into the spot next to me, the corner of their bumper scraping the driver's side low down and across the wheel. Probably a couple thousand dollars worth to fix. So then I had to track down the driver, who was an older lady with her husband with complications of his hip surgery. She was most apologetic and felt horrible, I assured her that it was just an accident and that was what insurance was for. Her insurance company already contacted me, so now have to cope with all that stuff. Sigh. Just another hassle, nothing earth shattering. Just pooh--my new car. Sigh.
More later about me, but just wanted to give an update before the weekend.
Please spend a few moments of July 4th praying for our soldiers who are currently in service, and sending a thankful message out to the spirits of those who sacrificed themselves for our country. It seems that this has become just another 3-day weekend and sale opportunity. Don't lose track of what the real meaning is.
Take care, Laurie
Mom's surgery was last Monday. He repaired the new break with pins and plate, wasn't able to correct the fracture damage from 15 years ago to that wrist. That's OK, because she had full use of it before this, it just looked a little crooked. While she had some "dramatics", all went fine.
Her rib was a non-displaced fracture and is causing less and less pain. She made the mistake of whining to me that it hurt when she took a deep breath or moved a certain way. I was rather less than sympathetic, considering that this followed several days of complaining despite my pointing out how lucky she was to not have broken a hip. At the initial doctor's visit, her response to "And how are you doing?" was "Fine, I guess, under the circumstances!". I pointed out the lady with TWO broken wrists in the waiting room, and the several hip patients that limped by us on the way back to the exam room. So the rib comment was met by that famous look of mine :) She got the message, paused and said "And you're thinking 'welcome to my world?'" My response was "Yes, since October 15 of 2004, every day!"
No problem with the kidneys, and no good explanation for why the sudden increase in urination, which has subsided. She has had a problem for years and has finally agreed to see a urologist. New medication (Vesicare) seems to be working better than the previously used (Detrol).
The cast after surgery went from just below her ACF (bend at the elbow) all the way down to include most of her second joint (middle joint) of the fingers. It remained pretty swollen and not much use. Yesterday's visit, 9 days post surgery, took that cast off. They removed the stitches and the outside looks great. She got a little queezy and needed to lie down after they took out the stitches. The new cast is much shorter and gives her use of her fingers, which are still swollen and desperately need some activity.
I pointed out to her yesterday that I was concerned, sympathetic and came up with several things to help her out. I just don't tolerate constant whining. Apparently she was saving it all for me and keeping her chin up with everyone else, to which I said that stating she hurt or whatever was fine, but not in the "woe is me" voice. Let me point out that this blog is for me to whine, and I always warn you and put in something positive afterwards!
Since she was still a little nauseated, I was anxious to get her back to the apartment. So I didn't notice anything amiss until a man stopped me and told me that my car had been hit. My beautiful, 2-month old, gorgeous red car. By the car who had pulled into the spot next to me, the corner of their bumper scraping the driver's side low down and across the wheel. Probably a couple thousand dollars worth to fix. So then I had to track down the driver, who was an older lady with her husband with complications of his hip surgery. She was most apologetic and felt horrible, I assured her that it was just an accident and that was what insurance was for. Her insurance company already contacted me, so now have to cope with all that stuff. Sigh. Just another hassle, nothing earth shattering. Just pooh--my new car. Sigh.
More later about me, but just wanted to give an update before the weekend.
Please spend a few moments of July 4th praying for our soldiers who are currently in service, and sending a thankful message out to the spirits of those who sacrificed themselves for our country. It seems that this has become just another 3-day weekend and sale opportunity. Don't lose track of what the real meaning is.
Take care, Laurie
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