Hi gang, first time on in some days and I'm not going to post much.
Mike had the proverbial snot knocked out of him with this shoulder thing. Normal folks are out of a surgi center in a few hours. He thought it would be like a colonoscopy, take an hour nap, have an arthroscopic peek around and out the door...not so.
He has slept most of the day in a recliner chair today with that ice machine running. I'm not ever sure what they are called. WE wrapped a garbage bag around his shoulder this morning and I took him in the shower...he was stinky...and made him shave with his wrong hand...he's a lefty and it was the left shoulder...try to shave sometime with the opposite hand.
I had an interesting thought yesterday...
He was just out of anesthesia, on a lot of pain stuff and his usual meds.
And he was a grumpy gus...was fussing at me to do one more thing before I got that last one accomplished...he needed water, needed to us the urinal, needed his hearing aids in, wanted book, needed to pee again, wanted something to eat, wanted his pillow fluffed...all in his grouchy voice...til I wanted to put that darn pillow over his head and hold it down!
Ahhh...like the HE times again.
Then on the way home we needed to stop at the pharmacy for his new pain meds...he wanted to be all strong and brought the Rx into the pharmacist. And came back to the car. We did a couple of errands and returned. And when we got there he said we had not brought them TO the pharmacy and I said we did a few minutes before and he wanted to have a fight with me claiming we had Definitely NOT brought them yet. And I got out of the car and picked them up.
A couple more times today he demonstrated that he has no or little memory of what the past few days have been like...for him or for me. But for a cutie nurse on the night shift Tuesday night!!! That brought a smile to his face and he hasn't been very smiley.
The newbies who are talking about
HE...I thought I would bring up the fact that Mike lost almost all memory of the YEAR before transplant...most particularly that friends of ours came to visit us from all over...Salt Lake City, San Francisco, Hartford CT, and he says he doesn't recall their spending time with him...to say goodbye...but he lived...got his transplant and now is now.
The past 2 days made me remember how crazy that was. He has no memory of being a total jerk to me. And is back to his good self, most of the time. The past days have been a shock to me about
what a sick person can be like.
Well, I should be getting back to normal in the next days.
I had to go out last night...could not be avoided, so I made arrangements to have my sis come visit with Mike and bring a pizza. She forgot. Welcome to my world.
ML aka Carol
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