It was suggested to me that I write my experience down. This year I was excited for Mother's Day. Had brought a shirt and even had the pants that I would wear with it. May 7 the Saturday before I was getting into the shower and I fell, that night I fell getting into bed. Ugh Mother's Day morning I fell getting into the shower and was stuck. They had to call 911 and of cause they brought with them their normal confusion. I ended up in the hospital they found that I did have a heart problem also.
This made it worse because I was bedridden and could not do a lot of moving around. They had different tubes on me and one night the gentleman came up to see if I was still wearing my contraction. Keep in mind that no one sits at my side and explains what is going on. When I am sleeping, I hear words spoken about me. Probably on Wednesday I hear they are going to switch my medications and I will be on a total of 9 different meds. One requires that they stick me in the stomach no I did not have to sign for this new line of medicines. My stomach looks like I was a target at target practice. So now I am going to be released to rehab my son asks that they not release me on a Saturday night.
So, they release me on a Saturday late afternoon. No one to greet me or care for me the ambulance drivers were the nicest thing about this experience. I was allowed to lay in bed for 36 hours no cleaning me up or finding out what type of care was needed. Finally, on Monday I had the problem of explaining that I am continent yes, I can go to the bathroom. My daughter had to make signs that I was not incontinent. I feel they were trying to make me incontinent because it would be easy for them to care for me. This is when I found that I could not walk.
Note I made friends with a wheelchair, so I was self-taught. Learning to transfer with the help of Physical therapy was interesting since they come in and go so fast. They do not have to make appointments so be ready when they show up. My therapy was a fast few minutes and everyone wanted me to walk. I have learned that my health has to be taken care of in importance order. It tickles me when someone wants me to walk, I want that also. However, my heart supersedes other parts of my body.
My family has moved me to a better facility and progress is being made no I can't walk yet. The reason I am writing blogs that hurt is because for some senior's they are at the point where the family has to make difficult decisions and I want them to know they are not alone. The hurt does change and there are positive people that you can reach out to that have been through the same experience. Paul says: "Your Grace is Sufficient for you in weakness, for my power is made perfect in weakness." 2 Corinthians 12:9.
Now the problem has had from May to July.
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