Home Sweet Home

Yesterday we were ready to leave by 6am. The doctor came in by 7am. But it took until about 10:30am before the nurse and Case Manager got the paperwork done and we could actually think about leaving. I finally took matters into my own hands, literally, and wheeled Jess out myself while the nurse was taking another patient down. MY patience was gone!

By the time we stopped at the pharmacy to get the injections and pain pills Jess needed, it was almost noon by the time we got home.

Jonathan helped Jess get up the steps and into the house. We've got most of Jess's pathways figured out, but need to do more with his recliner. It's too low and he can't get up out of on his own.

Today I went to the store and got some stuff Jess needs like rails to put in the tubs, a mat for our shower, cold wrap for his leg that swells due to inflammation, and various other stuff. Being in Walmart the Saturday before Christmas is a BAD idea.

Not that I've been thinking much about Christmas. Who has the time, energy and other necessary stuff? No decorations this year. No exchanging gifts. No big meal. I feel like Scrooge this year, but there it is.

At any rate, we're glad to be home. It's a lot of work, but it's better than the hospital by any stretch of the imagination!