10:45pm and Tony's tucked into bed reading a book. The day seemed almost like any normal day (sort of), prior to the pneumonia. We enjoyed a nice cup of tea for breakfast, then Tony said his first office of the day and checked his email. 9am and he had a wonderful chat with the Presiding Bishop's assistant, Canon Robertson. As I had to run errands, Tony headed off to bed to lie on his side and read a book.... and take a wee nap.
I met up with Irene at Starbucks and we had a lovely time together, just sipping our coffee and chatting. From there I picked up groceries, headed home and fixed Tony a nice beef stew and fruit salad. After lunch it was time to shower his lordship, clean and pack his wounds, and ready him for the rest of the day. As I was fishing through the supplies the hospital sent me home with, it became quite obvious I did not have enough to get me through more then another day or so. Hmmmmm.... what to do.
After sorting Tony out, it was time to head off for round two of errand running. RXs to refill, sterile supplies and ointments to find, purchase a heater for the basement (going to get down into the 20s next week), find some slippers for Tony, make deposit at bank, stop and talk to mechanic about each of our cars needing work, and pick up a bottle of Vodka (for mouthwash recipe) and Single Malt (for a Tony treat).
First stop.... the cancer center. Was determined to get more supplies, or at least an RX for them, but after being there 2 hours it looked like I wasn't going to have much luck. We have to shell out the $$ for the sterile supplies, etc. I couldn't help but wonder if things would be different were I not able to clean, pack and dress his wounds. I mean, what do other patients do who've had surgery and need someone to tend to their wounds, daily? I'm happy to take care of this, but find it all very odd that after over a month of intensive therapies, treatments, staff attention, and major surgery, we're left tending to wounds.... and could possibly muck the whole thing up.
Ah well.... 2+ hours later, and no supplies in my hot little hands... I headed off to the medical supply store and picked up sterile supplies and a seat cushion. Hrumph!
Next stops:
Tony had a nice long nap while I was gone. He seems to be doing better each day and feels like he's getting stronger by the hour. He's not taken any pain killers since yesterday, though he does have a pain med patch on his shoulder. So far so good!
This evening he was getting around without the walker! Amazing what good nutritional food, and being home can do for a person. He says his office 3 times a day, keeps up with his legions of emails, reads, does his exercises, and is thoroughly enjoying being back home... with a new lease on life. The pups, parrots and me are thrilled to have our Tony back home. All being well, we may even manage to get him to church this Sunday, with plenty of padding for the pew! I know he's looking forward to being back at the altar on the 16th.
Search Process Update:
We're still on track, thank God.... in spite of this big bump in the road. Some time shortly after Christmas, we'll be visited by a couple of parishes from out of state. I suppose I should be dedicating a portion of each day to sorting, pitching and packing, but with Christmas just around the corner I have oooodles of gifts to make.
Sorry to go on so long... yet another day in the life of the post op patient and clergy family.
Night all.
I met up with Irene at Starbucks and we had a lovely time together, just sipping our coffee and chatting. From there I picked up groceries, headed home and fixed Tony a nice beef stew and fruit salad. After lunch it was time to shower his lordship, clean and pack his wounds, and ready him for the rest of the day. As I was fishing through the supplies the hospital sent me home with, it became quite obvious I did not have enough to get me through more then another day or so. Hmmmmm.... what to do.
After sorting Tony out, it was time to head off for round two of errand running. RXs to refill, sterile supplies and ointments to find, purchase a heater for the basement (going to get down into the 20s next week), find some slippers for Tony, make deposit at bank, stop and talk to mechanic about each of our cars needing work, and pick up a bottle of Vodka (for mouthwash recipe) and Single Malt (for a Tony treat).
First stop.... the cancer center. Was determined to get more supplies, or at least an RX for them, but after being there 2 hours it looked like I wasn't going to have much luck. We have to shell out the $$ for the sterile supplies, etc. I couldn't help but wonder if things would be different were I not able to clean, pack and dress his wounds. I mean, what do other patients do who've had surgery and need someone to tend to their wounds, daily? I'm happy to take care of this, but find it all very odd that after over a month of intensive therapies, treatments, staff attention, and major surgery, we're left tending to wounds.... and could possibly muck the whole thing up.
Ah well.... 2+ hours later, and no supplies in my hot little hands... I headed off to the medical supply store and picked up sterile supplies and a seat cushion. Hrumph!
Next stops:
- Drove across town to Lowes and picked up a heater,
- Back over to Univ. Towne Center to Dick's to see if they had any Mammoth Crocs for Tony,
- Over to Target to find slippers, since Dick's had no Mammoth's in Tony's size,
- Next door to Walmart to get an air mattress for my bed (as current mattress is killing my back!),
- Downtown to pick up liquor items,
- Up the hill to Kroger to get the prescriptions and ointments,
- Across the street to Rite Aid to get ointments Kroger didn't have,
- and back home by 6:30pm to get dinner prepared.
Tony had a nice long nap while I was gone. He seems to be doing better each day and feels like he's getting stronger by the hour. He's not taken any pain killers since yesterday, though he does have a pain med patch on his shoulder. So far so good!
This evening he was getting around without the walker! Amazing what good nutritional food, and being home can do for a person. He says his office 3 times a day, keeps up with his legions of emails, reads, does his exercises, and is thoroughly enjoying being back home... with a new lease on life. The pups, parrots and me are thrilled to have our Tony back home. All being well, we may even manage to get him to church this Sunday, with plenty of padding for the pew! I know he's looking forward to being back at the altar on the 16th.
Search Process Update:
We're still on track, thank God.... in spite of this big bump in the road. Some time shortly after Christmas, we'll be visited by a couple of parishes from out of state. I suppose I should be dedicating a portion of each day to sorting, pitching and packing, but with Christmas just around the corner I have oooodles of gifts to make.
Sorry to go on so long... yet another day in the life of the post op patient and clergy family.
Night all.
