Wow...the roles in my life the past week have reversed! I've heard the stories about children all of a sudden taking care of parents, and always hoped that would never have to happen to us! But lo and behold this last week has been a stressful one!
A call last Saturday morning at 5:30 am my time proved to be my sister informing me she just got a call from dad, who tripped coming out of his bathroom, and couldn't get up, for sure he had broke somthing! Okay, so we'll meet at the ER and get whatevers broke fixed! Yep, that's what's happing alright!! Dad proved to have some very fragile bones, and actually ended up breaking his left leg femur from Hip to Knee!! OUCH!!! What pain!! Saturday was spent in the ER till late afternoon, when we finally got word that he would be admitted and surgery with an orthopedic was scheduled for 7:30 am on Sunday to insert a rod into the middle of the break and pin it in! What was originally scheduled for an hour to hour and a half surgery took well of 3 hours, basically due to Dads weight and health issues. When surgery was finished and they took him to Recovery, we expected him to be back in his room within an hour or two, and we could all see him, and check in. No problem...everyone left, but hubby and me, because we wanted to make sure all was fine and wait until he was settled. Well about 3-1/2 hours later, a nurse came out to tell us that they couldn't get Dads blood pressure up, his sugar level down, his heart to beat right, and he went into renal failure, so they were moving him to ICU immediately where he ended up staying until Wednesday, when all was as good as they were going to get it, and all organs were back to working. So now he's been back on the cardiac floor and the pt floor, and tomorrow he is visiting a Rehab facility for as long as it takes to get him to be self sufficient again! After a visit to his apartment today, to grab clothes, and such for his newfound temporary home, I'm wondering if moving in with one of his daughters, or a assisted living facility woulnd't be a good idea!! My heart to heart talks with him are NOT getting me anywhere, but emotionally drained!! So all...keep your fingers crossed, your prayers said, and maybe, just maybe this was the straw that broke, to make him realize he HAS to take care of himself!! When he sees his cupboards and refrigerator cleaned out when he gets home from ALL the sweets (that a diabetic isn't suppose to even think about!!) gone, I'm sure I'll hear all about it!!