Waiting for the Lemonade
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Things here haven't been ideal. Not by a long shot. And I'm just waiting for some of the other ingredients to come down the pike so I can turn these lemons into lemonade.
I've had to move into my dad's house for a couple of weeks. He was released from the hospital on Thursday. He'd had major back surgery on 4/25 and was supposed to be in the hospital/rehab for a minimum of a month. Instead, they said he was ready to go home after 17 days. He had been doing pretty good in the hospital, but that was with experienced care people at the ready should anything happen. Able bodied experienced care people. When he came home, he had his roommate, who is disabled herself with a host of problems that prevent her from helping Dad should he fall. Her grandson who, honestly, has been a great help, but he's 17 and needs to be in school. He can't be here to help all the times when he might be needed. My sister-in-law was going to be here regularly to help, but she had back surgery the same day. And they all thought they'd be enough to help him, especially if Home Health was coming in to assist as well.
But Friday, they found out that the only thing Home Health is coming to do is assist him with showering. And the doctors don't see any need for more assistance with Dad, like being put back into rehab to prevent more falls (he's already had 3 since he's been home) until he really is strong enough to help himself more than he needs help from others. So I've had to move up here for awhile. My kids and I have had to move up here for awhile. Because it's the only viable option at the moment. I've been doing the best I can, but I'm not medically trained. I don't know when I should push and when I shouldn't to have him do the things he needs to do. And I'm worried about messing things up. But I have to be here and I have to do it, because it's what needs to be done.
I can only be here through June 7th, though. My boys go back to PDO on June 8th, and Rich is having his surgery on June 21st. I have so many other things that I need to get together before his surgery. Things I need to do for me. Plus, I've got doctor's appointments at the end of the month (which I need to check into for the times and the like so I don't miss them). A lot of days, I've feeling pretty overwhelmed.
The only good thing about being out here is that I don't have to worry about overeating. I don't like to eat much when I'm in someone else's home, because I don't want to eat something they may be saving for something. So, I don't eat as much. And I'm getting more of an upper body work out when trying to lift my Dad. I guess that's a little bit of lemonade. But it's a pretty small glass, because I'm honestly not sure how things will work with taking care of Dad and the boys (who are sick with fevers that are off and on, by the way). I can only take it one day at a time and hope for the best.
June. June will be better. It's gotta be, right?