Update on the Hospital

My mom's been in the hospital for a while now, not quite a week.. Since her surgery on Thurs night her spirts have improved by leaps and bounds. I kept telling her to tell the nurses "The morphine the better!" but apparently they weren't buying it.

 

Can you believe that you can break your femur, have them insert a titanium tube down the length of the whole bone and be up and walking the next day? Thats excactly whats happened with my mom. She's been "fixed" up since Friday and she's already doing laps around the whole wing. Insane.

 

They were thinking she should be ready to come home today, but she told them she'd rather stay til Wed. I don't blame her. It's got to be impossible to properly rest when you've got how many other people in the room, along wtih all the normal noises of the hospital.

 

I went to visit her for lunch today. She sent me home with more food then I came in with. She's been hoarding puddings from the leftover trays and giving me them to take home. She also gave me a carton of milk, some cheese and some cherries she had in the fridge. On top of that she found me a plum (in a medicine cup!) on the rack of leftover food and some other stuff. She's one in million, I tell ya.

 

She's been entertaining herself with all the other people in the room. She had a woman she was convinced is trying to scam the insurance people, and made friends with another lady (they exchanged phone numbers when the other lady was discharged)...leave it to my mom to be the nosey one at the hospital. It's probably good that we live in the country so that she can't be spying on all the neighbours!!

 

I think she'll be heading home Wed, which hopefully will give me enough time to whip the house into shape before she gets home. I've let the cleaning fall by the wayside, figuring I'd rather do one massive clean up instead of constantly trying to keep myself up on it all.

 

It's been a learning experiment for my dad too, being "on his own"... haha. The man is hopeless!! I came home the other night to find him making pasta sauce with an egg flipper. He's been subsisting on leftovers from the fridge, who knows how long they have been there. He has been good, however, at doing things when I ask him. He even switched the dryers in our basement (for whatever reason we still had my grandma's dryer sitting and not hooked up, even though it is YEARS more advanced than the one we have) and he's been good about getting the dishes in the dishwasher etc. He even hasn't been drinking as much as normal, I guess because he has to be the "responsible" one. It's crazy.

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alanna foell : professional photographer : www.afphotography.cjb.net

The Value Of Family

I'm one of the lucky people out there. I'm one of those people who have a family that sticks together and is there when you need them. I know that not many people have this luxury, and believe me  I don't take it for granted.

 

The other morning my mom fell and broke her femur. Within hours of her being admitted to the hospital my aunt and uncle were on the phone with me telling me everything I needed to know and what questions to ask the doctors etc. Both of them work in the healt care field and know what needs to be done. My aunt was heading to the east coast and apologized profusely for not being able to come up right away to help get things taken care of. My uncle told me to call any time of day with questions and concerns.

 

I can't imagine being one of those people who don't have family to rely on. In our family, it's just understood that your family is there for you. I'm best friends with my cousins, they are like sisters to me. When my grandma passed away, we congregated in her hospital room. And now, when I need them, they are there for me.

It's a nice feeling.

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alanna foell : professional photographer : www.afphotography.cjb.net