marni
12-09-2011, 08:40 PM
Dear TE sisters and brother(s)
I am asking that everyone spin a bike prayer wheel for the resident 90 year old FIL who has been in the hospital since Saturday with intermittent fever and a UTI. Wenesday they were talking about switching him over to an oral anitbiotic and discharging him to a skilled nursing/rehabilitation facility. Since then he has been completely compos non mentis, raving about the man on the hill who is taking notes so send to company e which will send it to company c in toronto who will make sure that everybody in the hospital in complying with orders. Today he was alternately profane and garbling nonesense. Recognized me momentarily- long enough to complain that they were starving him and stealing his food, even though I know-since I was there that he ate a bit at lunch, since I fed him, ditto dinner.
The doctors keep saying this is just the confusion that happens when older people end up in the hospital and that everything they have checked, blood sugar, blood pressure, blood oxygen, kidney function, liver level, heart etc are all good, he has no carotid artery blocks and that it is just the fact that he is not in familiar surroundings but I do wonder. He is looking bloated but he also has not been out of bed for almost a week. This is a man who last friday, did a full hour workout with the trainer, and has been living with us, doing his own laundry, helping out with light chores around the house, and until this last week has been actively engaged in conversation and current events.
I think I am probably taking this hard, because when I was 9, my grandmother was in the hospital, dying of stomach cancer and who knows what else, and I had to take three hour stints of sitting with her while she moaned and cried piteously and yelled at me to get the nurses to give her something for pain. My mother was there as was an aunt, but grand dad apparently had severe dementia and grandma had collapsed taking care of him so they were dealing with that as well, hence the thin spread of people. My father was there also but he was doing most of the getting grandpa into a care home, and determining what was wrong with him and how that was to be dealt with.
Never the less, I do not have a good feeling about any of this. I hope that I am totally wrong though.
If you have time, ride your bikes a bit, let the wheels spin for dad and send me vibes about your ride, since I haven't been able to get to the gym or ride at all this week.
marni
I am asking that everyone spin a bike prayer wheel for the resident 90 year old FIL who has been in the hospital since Saturday with intermittent fever and a UTI. Wenesday they were talking about switching him over to an oral anitbiotic and discharging him to a skilled nursing/rehabilitation facility. Since then he has been completely compos non mentis, raving about the man on the hill who is taking notes so send to company e which will send it to company c in toronto who will make sure that everybody in the hospital in complying with orders. Today he was alternately profane and garbling nonesense. Recognized me momentarily- long enough to complain that they were starving him and stealing his food, even though I know-since I was there that he ate a bit at lunch, since I fed him, ditto dinner.
The doctors keep saying this is just the confusion that happens when older people end up in the hospital and that everything they have checked, blood sugar, blood pressure, blood oxygen, kidney function, liver level, heart etc are all good, he has no carotid artery blocks and that it is just the fact that he is not in familiar surroundings but I do wonder. He is looking bloated but he also has not been out of bed for almost a week. This is a man who last friday, did a full hour workout with the trainer, and has been living with us, doing his own laundry, helping out with light chores around the house, and until this last week has been actively engaged in conversation and current events.
I think I am probably taking this hard, because when I was 9, my grandmother was in the hospital, dying of stomach cancer and who knows what else, and I had to take three hour stints of sitting with her while she moaned and cried piteously and yelled at me to get the nurses to give her something for pain. My mother was there as was an aunt, but grand dad apparently had severe dementia and grandma had collapsed taking care of him so they were dealing with that as well, hence the thin spread of people. My father was there also but he was doing most of the getting grandpa into a care home, and determining what was wrong with him and how that was to be dealt with.
Never the less, I do not have a good feeling about any of this. I hope that I am totally wrong though.
If you have time, ride your bikes a bit, let the wheels spin for dad and send me vibes about your ride, since I haven't been able to get to the gym or ride at all this week.
marni