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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