Wednesday, January 09, 2013
First off, I'M doing a lot better than I was yesterday. And thanks so much to all who cared, who prayed, and who thought to remind me to continue to take care of myself and Paul as well as Dad.
His recovery turns out to be a mixed bag. He is too good to be home with us or at his assisted living, with hospice, and 24-hr family care to await an impending death. But I think his ultimate prognosis is good; I think he is a good rehab candidate. Medicare will give 100% coverage for 20 days. He would get a total of 15 hours a week of therapy, both physical and occupational. No need for speech therapy, so the 15 hours is divided just the two ways, which pleases me.
After the 20 days, we can have him home or assisted living on hospice. If he can walk 150 feet (or propel his own wheelchair) he can be at assisted living without us providing the 24-hr care. And, even if he isn't , we can still have him at home. But the 20 days of therapy gives him the best shot at returning to assisted living; and ANY progress makes his care at home less physically taxing.
He is mostly lucid, but has some confusion issues that are too hard to describe to a layman, but would be instantly recognizable to us healthcare people. (I'm a retired rehab RN, for those who don't know that about me). Still, he is both physically and cognitively about 50% better than after his broken hip, when the 20 days got him appropriate for assisted living. So I'm confident that this is a good decision.
Also, the nursing home he'll be in is in our home town. (Hospital is 25 miles away). That makes life easier for us, our sons, and one daughter-in-law who all live within 1-1/2 miles of each other.
So thanks again for caring. Life goes on an will probably get better.