Almost the final chapter.
DH was supposed to be out of recovery at 11 30 am his Surgeon said Noon at the latest.
Around 3.0 pm I was feeling weak and waiting to hear about DH. The waiting alone was awful, everyone else had family with them so I sat and sparked till I could not stand the chatter then I walked the halls for a while.
I knew I had to eat so I bought a salad and as soon as I sat down to eat the phone rang and the nurse said he was being taken to a room.
I went back to the unit they said they would escort me and when I got there he was still sleeping and not in the least responsive.
I sat for another hour and the phone rang and our son in California called my cell to ask how Dad was doing.
I said he was sleeping and DH said, what time is it, the ringing phone woke him up I told him almost 4.0 pm.
I told our son DH was doing good but was not awake I asked him to talk to DH and gave him the phone. As soon as he heard the voice he opened his eyes and in seconds he was talking and eventually he was joking and laughing. I was amazed at the change, but boy it was good to see him smiling. They had a long chat and after that he was doing great but in a lot of pain. The Dr came in and told him it went well and the Dr was surprised DH was in so much pain.
They gave him pain pills and he began to look better.
A male nurse came in to take his vitals and as soon as he heard DH speak he asked if he was from South Africa and DH laughed and said he was from England. The nurse asked where and the answer is Yorkshire and the nurse said his family was from a place called Spofford also in Yorkshire, DH and I have driven through there often, since we lived in Yorkshire too.
The nurse has ancestors going back over 1,000 years in this little village.
As I was about to leave I asked the nurse if DH would still be going home tomorrow. The nurse had come on duty just after DH went to the room and he thought he had been up out of bed already.
He went to look at the computer and he asked DH if he wanted to stand up. DH hesitated and this man talked him into sitting on the side of the bed. They chatted and the nurse asked if DH was light headed, DH was laughing and joking and doing whatever the nurse suggested.
The nurse asked if he wanted to walk with the walker.
DH walked across the room out in to the hall and used the walker very well and DH and I were delighted.
Then the nurse insisted DH should go back to bed and rest.
It was so worth it for me to have stayed a bit longer to see how well this went.
I think the male nurse handled the situation so well, he was encouraging but not patronizing, he was firm and he helped DH by talking him through it.
DH said he felt comfortable with this male nurse I could tell it was going very well so I did something I rarely do.
I KEPT MY MOUTH CLOSED and stood out of their way.
After DH was back in bed we both agreed that he did a great job. DH had said he was regretting he had ever agreed to this hip replacement, and he meant it.
THEN---- the moment of truth.
After many years and surgeries he is certain the groin pain is not there any more he says it just feels a bit different and stiff right now.
It was diagnosed as a hernia, then a kidney stone. DH had a hernia repair and Lithotripsy and the groin pain was still there.
I am so hoping he is right, we will see tomorrow when his pain pills wear off and PT puts him through his exercises.
I am such a happy camper right now. I do have a wake up call for 5.30 am so I am going to bed early.
Thanks again Spark friends, I should say Spark family because that is how we have come to feel about this experience.
Pat in Maine.