I sorta doubt that there will be many dancing jigs involved, but it looks like Thursday this week is going home time. I'm thinking it will probably will be more like crawling up the stairs and then a nap. But at least the nap will be in my own bed. That to me is pure gold.
I'm still not off the hook. I will have home health care nurses coming in two or three times a week to change the bandages on my legs. The wounds are healing nicely, but there are still some places that rate an "ugly" description. I am told that total healing may take up to two months. That being said, I am in much better shape than I was two weeks ago.
To my chagrin, it seems that part of the deal is to also have physical therapy people showing up as well. That does not thrill me, but I will do it until I run out of patience. As we all know, patience is not my long suit.
The only part about going home that is difficult for me is that I am going home to an empty apartment. After I had to have my Lily put down a couple of weeks ago, I was down to just one cat, namely Kizzie. (There was a time when two Yorkies and three cats shared space with me.) Because it is difficult to deal with cat hair and because I know that I will be moving, I made the decision to let her go. Fortunately, one of my daughters is seeing to it that Kizzie goes to a good home. At this point, others are more likely better able to care for her and give her the attention she needs.
There are a lot of changes in my life just now. Some good. Some lousy. But all things considered, life is still very, very good!!
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Sounds like tough times, but I am sure you will work through it. I'm really sorry about your dog and your cat. You need to find some little animal to keep you company, it will be very lonesome otherwise. Keep your spirits up.
ReplyDeleteHappy Dance Happy Dance!! Sorry bout the critters maybe when things settle a bit in your new place you can look into adopting more. Hugs...Ps so glad to hear this news... just made my day!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Harry...At this time I think it is best for the cat to be in a place where she can have the attention she needs that I just can't give her right now. This healing process is not a quick thing. And I don't want to be scrambling to find a home for her should I not be able to take her to my new apartment. It really sucks, and as much as I love my animals, sometimes I just have to have priorities and my number one priority right now is getting well and getting my life back. I wish things were differen
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mary...If I were capable of doing a Happy Dance at the moment, I'd be right there with you!! As it is, I'll settle for going home. Dorothy of Oz was right. "There's no place like home."
ReplyDeleteVicki - just as well that Kizzie is "re-homed". From the sounds of it you won't be able to care for her and yourself whilst you heal / get back on your feet - literally lol
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like ones own bed, is there :?
Dani...Yeah, I think Kizzie will be just fine. She is fat and lazy and lives for someone to give her the attention she thinks she so richly deserves. lol And my daughter will make sure that she is in a good home. I just need to concentrate on getting well and getting my life back. And you are absolutely right. There is no bed as good as your own!
ReplyDeleteIt seems that all things bad and sad have been heaped upon you. First your little furbaby, then the hospital, now you'll be moving....I so dread the time when it will be heaped upon my head where my furbaby is concerned, and the added necessity of moving on. In our case, we hope we never have to leave the furboy alone, so if there's any "good" to come out of all this, it is that you don't have to choose to re-home him too. So sad. So sorry.
ReplyDeleteDana...Thank you for your kind words. Yeah, sometimes it feels like everything is dropping on me all at once, but on the up side, if I get all the crap out of the way, I can get on with my life and enjoy it a bit. The dog and cat are the hardest for me to deal with, but in the end, I needed to do what was best for them and not necessarily for me. It will all be OK.
ReplyDeleteMother, I know patience isn't one of your virtues. I inherited that from you. But please have some patience and let the nurses do what they need to, Remember, it is us, your children who decide what "home" you end up in.LOL. I sure love and miss you lots. Duane
ReplyDeleteYes, Son...I recall you reminding me more than once who it is that picks my nursing home!! :)
ReplyDeleteNot to worry. I don't want to be back here, so I will behave, at least as much as I am able without having my head explode. I love you and miss you, too.
When you settle into some new digs, you can soon get a pet or two to brighten the place up
ReplyDeleteChange is good and this comes from someone who dislikes too much change. I know you need to stay off your legs, but I foresee some fresh baked goods in the future and it will help motivate folks to be easy on you....wink
ReplyDeleteYou know where I hang out. Take care my friend.
P.S. i understand they had to check on you do to the squeaking noise coming from your room......They that you had a friend. Alas it was just you doing the happy dance in the bed.....evil grin... Sweet and innocent look on my face.
ReplyDeleteGorges...That depends on whether or not the place I move to allows pets. You know how these big city people are - thinking pets are a bad thing.
ReplyDeleteRob...Yeah, I'm really looking forward to getting back to normal stuff like baking bread. I'm not real happy about the change part, but I guess I will learn to live with it. These new apartments might have the luxury of dish washers and washers & dryers, but they have about as much character as a lump of clay. Guess I will just have to find ways to liven things up.
ReplyDeleteAnd I told the nurses not to tell anybody about my happy dance. Darn!! [big old grin]