The Patient is Home
Kathy has a brand new hip.
Man, it’s going to be a long rehab for me.
The best part of all was that we were able to rejoice as she was finally discharged. There isn’t a whole lot of hustle involved with some of the tasks, and I truly feel bad as the hospitals are full, the hours are long, and sick people can be mean.
Kathy spent years as a nurse so I thought she would be a little more patient as a patient.
It doesn’t always work that way, I suppose when there is pain involved, but talk about pain tolerance!
Kathy went 9 days without putting her foot on the floor, and she kept insisting that it was either a muscle pull or a pinched nerve.
I finally insisted that she go to the ER.
An x-Ray shed light on the problem, and then the fun began.
Surgery was delayed for a little while.
Then it started and they explained that it would take a couple of hours.
Give or take a few.
“She’s in recovery and you can head up there in a half an hour.”
I got there and two security guards showed up.
“You have to leave! Covid restrictions. No exceptions!”
I explained that surgery just ended and they explained that I could stick around for 15 minutes.
Most of the nurses I met were harried and impatient.
Over the 3 days it cost me about $40 in parking. A coffee cost me $4.00 and I had the pleasure of watching a girl spend about 11 minutes pouring it.
Never saw anyone move slower.
So, it’s good to be home…
…onto rehab.
Kathy is good…
…pray for me.
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