Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.


Wow.  All I can say is wow, and thank you to my husband for taking care of me for all these years.  It’s not easy taking care of someone recovering from surgery.  We tend to forget how easy it is to do simple things.  It’s easy to get irritated when they do the run on get me’s.  (could you get me this, and this, and this, oh and while you’re up could you)  Things like running to the bathroom, or get a glass of water are an ordeal for the recovering.  I do remember this.  I remember the impatience.  No-one does it right, or like you and you bite your tongue because you don’t want to seem ungrateful.  It’s a natural feeling.  We all get used to doing things our way and when our ability is hindered we tend to get short-tempered and needy.

Imagine me, already in that state, caring for two people, one who is just entering that state, and one who wants to be there but I won’t let her.  We have already determined that I can’t take both of them anywhere in my car.  Joe has to have the passenger seat, with it pushed all the way back.  In that position, mom can’t get into the back seat because she can’t get in the driver’s side.  That would mean getting in the vehicle using her right leg first and her joints don’t move like that anymore.  So, I have a great big car and can only get one at a time in it.

If anyone is interest, here are photo’s of Joe’s new knee.  The first one was taken on the day he came home, five days after surgery.  The second was taken today.  The massive swelling has gone down, and while no-where close to normal size it’s looking more like a knee and less like a football.

7-28-12 First day home. The swelling is massive

8-2-12 – 65 degree flexion this morning. He’s doing really well.

 

Tomorrow I take mom in for her first major teeth cleaning in about eight years.  She is gonna be one sore woman for a few days.  I’ve got to stock up on chicken noodle soup.  Maybe I’ll make a pot today.  That would help all of us out.  With homemade polish drop noodles.  Stomach filling food.  I’m off to forage the freezers for chicken.  My idea of hunting.

Have a great day all.

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Comments on: "Not used to being the caregiver anymore" (2)

  1. Anonymous said:

    Hey Great hunter, Thank you for taking care of me and while your at it could I get a ………

    Love HB

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