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Ridgetop
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Thank you, everyone, for all the good wishes. DH came through with flying colors and my sweetie is home watching TV now with his leg up - "Toes Above The Nose".
Up at 4 am, did all home prep, and arrived at hospital at 5:30 am. Since I thought my appointment was at 11:15 am we decided to find a parking place at the curb and use the handicap sign instead of using the valet parking. Valet parking is good for all day but it is $15 and if you go out and come back (doctor's appt) you have to pay twice. We found a place a block from the entrance and walked in the admissions office at 5:45 am. He got taken in to prep at 7:00 am and surgery started around 9:00 am. I went down to the cafeteria and had breakfast - the hospital cafeteria food is tasty and very reasonable too - and came back up to find that they were just finishing up the procedure and about to close him up. 20 minutes later Dr. Sassoon came out and said that they had done the partial and it had been very successful. The partial replacement instead of the full replacement cuts way down on recover time and physical therapy time. They did a spinal, but Dr. Sassoon said that it wasn't fully effective, and he felt pain when they started the incision, so they did a full anesthesia. My appointment turned out to be at 1:50 so I got to see him for about an hour in recovery before leaving for my appointment. On the way, I picked up DH's prescriptions at the hospital pharmacy across the street, then saw my doctor a couple miles away, back to the hospital for an x-ray, picked up coffee and food, and back upstairs to DH. The physical therapist eventually came in, got DH up walking a bit and explained all the exercises he has to do. Dr. Sassoon came in and talked to DH and I about the surgery and said he wants to see him in 2 weeks. Then all the rigamarole with check out which takes time. At any rate, finally home at 7:30 after a full day. DS1 got out the walker and the handicap toilet which fits over the toilet to raise it up and give it grab bars. Then he and DDIL2 made clam chowder for dinner.
On the way home I bought coffee at McDonalds for DH. Then we fought our way through downtown traffic for an hour and a half. When we got home DS1 got DH out of the car and situated in bed. Robert and Nicholas were excited to see Grandpa, and Robert tried to throw himself on top of DH and his bad leg to welcome him home. DS1 snatched hm up in the nick of time and handed him off to DGS1. DGS1 and 2 were there to help unload the hay we brought back. They would already have been back home but when they found out that clam chowder was for dinner they decided to stay for supper. After DH was in bed, I dished him up some clam chowder and a biscuit. Nicholas climbed into the dishwasher and amused himself by pulling the silverware out of the basket as soon as his mother loaded it.
Tomorrow, I do all the laundry, make sure DH does his exercises, and takes his meds. It won't be fun - active, strong men who rarely get sick are terrible patients. Men like DH with high pain tolerances are even worse since they don't want to take anything for pain. His idea of pain relief is to complain loudly to me about pain, refuse all pain meds, moan loudly, and claim to be "toughing it out".
In self-defense I have been known to force medications down his throat, especially at night so I can get some sleep. He has 7 different medications, 3 are for low, medium, and high pain, an antibiotic, baby aspirin to prevent blood clots, stool softener, and another I forget what for. This is in addition to his normal meds. It will take half an hour each time to open the containers and hand out the pills!
Another hurdle accomplished on our way to Texas. The hospital equipped DH with a pee jar so I hope to sleep late tomorrow! LOL
Up at 4 am, did all home prep, and arrived at hospital at 5:30 am. Since I thought my appointment was at 11:15 am we decided to find a parking place at the curb and use the handicap sign instead of using the valet parking. Valet parking is good for all day but it is $15 and if you go out and come back (doctor's appt) you have to pay twice. We found a place a block from the entrance and walked in the admissions office at 5:45 am. He got taken in to prep at 7:00 am and surgery started around 9:00 am. I went down to the cafeteria and had breakfast - the hospital cafeteria food is tasty and very reasonable too - and came back up to find that they were just finishing up the procedure and about to close him up. 20 minutes later Dr. Sassoon came out and said that they had done the partial and it had been very successful. The partial replacement instead of the full replacement cuts way down on recover time and physical therapy time. They did a spinal, but Dr. Sassoon said that it wasn't fully effective, and he felt pain when they started the incision, so they did a full anesthesia. My appointment turned out to be at 1:50 so I got to see him for about an hour in recovery before leaving for my appointment. On the way, I picked up DH's prescriptions at the hospital pharmacy across the street, then saw my doctor a couple miles away, back to the hospital for an x-ray, picked up coffee and food, and back upstairs to DH. The physical therapist eventually came in, got DH up walking a bit and explained all the exercises he has to do. Dr. Sassoon came in and talked to DH and I about the surgery and said he wants to see him in 2 weeks. Then all the rigamarole with check out which takes time. At any rate, finally home at 7:30 after a full day. DS1 got out the walker and the handicap toilet which fits over the toilet to raise it up and give it grab bars. Then he and DDIL2 made clam chowder for dinner.
On the way home I bought coffee at McDonalds for DH. Then we fought our way through downtown traffic for an hour and a half. When we got home DS1 got DH out of the car and situated in bed. Robert and Nicholas were excited to see Grandpa, and Robert tried to throw himself on top of DH and his bad leg to welcome him home. DS1 snatched hm up in the nick of time and handed him off to DGS1. DGS1 and 2 were there to help unload the hay we brought back. They would already have been back home but when they found out that clam chowder was for dinner they decided to stay for supper. After DH was in bed, I dished him up some clam chowder and a biscuit. Nicholas climbed into the dishwasher and amused himself by pulling the silverware out of the basket as soon as his mother loaded it.
Tomorrow, I do all the laundry, make sure DH does his exercises, and takes his meds. It won't be fun - active, strong men who rarely get sick are terrible patients. Men like DH with high pain tolerances are even worse since they don't want to take anything for pain. His idea of pain relief is to complain loudly to me about pain, refuse all pain meds, moan loudly, and claim to be "toughing it out".
Another hurdle accomplished on our way to Texas. The hospital equipped DH with a pee jar so I hope to sleep late tomorrow! LOL
