OK, where to begin........My wife came home on May 1st. The home health care
people took 2 weeks to get the hospital bed, and all of its parts, to me. They
would not set up the bed due Covid-19. I finally got the room fixed up for my wife.
The last rehab she was at kept her in quarantine for 14 days - again Covid-19. She lost
all that she had gained at the 1st rehab hospital. Something started to go south on
us as she seamed to lose her thoughts and speaking ability.
On Saturday, June 6th, I was feeding her oatmeal for breakfast. She took 4 bites, gave
me that 'deer-in-the-headlights' look then spewed forth a greenish-blackish liquid. It was
so bad that I had to change her, the bed and my own clothing. Called the hospice/pallative
care people. The nurse arrived 45 minutes later, as she lives on the north-east side of
Dallas. We're on the south-west side of Dallas. She examined my wife, called for X-Ray techs
to come to the house. As of last Sunday evening, she was taken by ambulance to the ER.
Now, she is in ICU at the hospital. Her right kidney drain tube had a blockage. The doctors
inserted a temporary drain, and quite a bit of infection was removed. She has been intubated
and been on dialysis. Her kidneys have recovered and she is off dialysis. Next step is to find
the lower bowel blockage.
One of the tests done in the ER was for the Covid-19 - - She's negative
I'm not allowed to visit her in the hospital, due strict protocals of Covid-19. I do get phone calls
from the hospital staff, on her condition. So far, no news = good news
Have to call the insurance company - AGAIN as they still haven't paid for the equipment being
used at home.
My allergies woke me up this morning, as my nose was running like a leaky faucet. I'm starting
to get some rest. Last weekend, I existed on 6 hours of sleep from Friday morning through Sunday night.
Lack of sleep is a real "pain-in-the-chair"
I thought I was turning into Oscar-the-Grouch
Maybe I can go back to sleep now