1. There are some doctors who don't have time to answer questions. And this does not make me happy.
2. Overall, I have been extremely pleased with the care Husband has been getting. But today I just about capped both the CNA and the LVN. Oh, and the cleaning girl who jabbers non-stop.
3. The reason I wanted to cap the CNA is because she was less than helpful all day long. She was supposed to give Husband a bath but failed to show up. We called the desk to have her help us get Husband out of bed and to the bathroom. We waited for over 30 minutes for her to come. Then, when she did come, she came in, walked back out, and never came back.
4. The reason I wanted to cap the LVN is because Husband expressed concern to her about some significant swelling in his knee (on the same side as the incision). She lifted up his gown looked at it and said, "Sho nuff, it's swollen, but I don't think it's a big deal."
5. Um, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to pull the overbearing wife card on this one. I thought the knee swelling was a big problem. I placed a call to a doctor who is a good friend of Husband's and also happens to be an orthopaedic specialist. He stopped by and drained over 50 cc's of fluid off Husband's knee.
6. We're still waiting for the final word, but it looks like Husband will be scheduled for a knee scope tomorrow afternoon. If it happens, it means Husband will have to go all the way under again and after the procedure will have limited motion for a couple of days, which will impede the healing process of his incision. The good news is that he will be asleep when they have to change the wound vac. And that right there is a tender mercy.
7. When the surgeon made his rounds this afternoon he said, "Oh, yeah, I just saw another man at the other hospital with the same thing you've got. He's not going to make it." Awesome. Thanks a mil, Doctor. I'm not freaked out about that statement at all.
8. I had to make a trip out to get Husband some good Kleenex. I went to the ghetto CVS where I was asked for money by three different people. One woman on the way back into the hospital also asked me for a cigarette. Someone please tell me what it is about me that would even make her ask that. I'm going to change whatever it is immediately.
9. I'm pretty sure I beat Husband at Jeopardy this evening. It's the college championship which means easier questions...and thank heaven because I generally can't answer any of the questions on the normal version.
10. The very best news is that there's a Rao's bakery in the hospital. And that means I got to have one of these:

3 comments:
You pull the "overbearing" wife anytime you durn well please...you are all in my prayers tonight.
My friend's dad just had this same problem and he came out just fine. If an old man can do it, so can your husband! This blogging must be therapeutic for you. I know I enjoy reading it so I'm glad. I'm praying for you guys.
OK, ferills, any time you feel something isn't right, speak up. The wife is like the mommy. THEY ALWAYS KNOW!
Also, here's a little hospital trick: make friends with the charge nurse of each shift. If the nurse assigned to you isn't doing the job, the charge can be a God-send. I suggest chocolates/cookie baskets/ fruit trays. It's not often the nursing staff get a change for lunch, let alone peeing. All of the above do not go unnoticed, trust me.
Prayers and good vibes headed your way.
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