That got your attention, didn’t it?
Got a surprise phone call this morning from SMom, telling me that they’d decided to release dad from the hospital in Wichita, Kansas – apparently, he was doing really well and the Dr., who had originally indicated that the stay would measure in the weeks, not days, was o.k. with letting him head home, to get care from his regular Dr. I am on the fence about the real story – I suspect, he was just so dadgum hardheaded and difficult, they decided to cut their losses – but either way, he’s on his way home, as we speak.
I called and checked on them earlier in the evening and they were driving through Oklahoma – dad’s comment was “Drugs are awesome and Oklahoma drivers still scare the crap out of me” – don’t worry everyone, dad’s not behind the wheel physically, although SMom made sure I knew he was there in spirit – doing his best to backseat drive from the passenger seat.
Old truckers – you just can’t win when you have one riding in the car with you.
I did get to talk to Dad – this is the first time since his surgery that I’d had a chance. I was to afraid to call after I got home, for fear I’d wake him up or something. He sounded just like the Shooter we all know and love – it was really nice to hear him laugh.
I am so thankful he’s ok. I was really worried about him, although I did try to maintain my strength for SMom and GMa, who were really scared by the experience.
As for me – the acne is kicking my arse, although, tonight, I gave it a good scrub and wash and it feels a bit better – the true test will come tomorrow, when I wake up. It seems like the pain always comes on full force the next day. Even better than that – my Dr. has no advice for me. None of them do. It’s really irritating.
My feet spent the better part of last week swollen beyond recognition. Flying likely didn’t help – but most certainly, being on my feet all day/night didn’t make things any better. I didn’t actually get to see my ankles until some time yesterday afternoon – I’d forgotten I had them, so it was good that they finally decided to check in with me.
Today wasn’t all that bad – I did sleep in a bit, after taking my meds to late yesterday and not being able to get to sleep until much later than I’d planned – but overall, the swelling seemed to take a short vacation – at least the worst parts of it – as I managed to keep my feet up almost all day, which is really the only thing that keeps me from puffing up like a blowfish.
I am looking forward to getting things back on track. These next few months are my ‘hard months’ so to speak – I don’t do November – February real well, which is a real crapper, considering every one of our ‘important days’ falls during those months (birthdays, anniversary, etc).
Who knows, maybe this year will be different.
Thanks again for all the well wishes for my dad – I think it really did make a huge difference. I know he was really happy/excited to hear and read all of your well wishes on Facebook, via E-Mail and Voice Mail.
Awesome friends!
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