Good evening. Supposedly it's National Jelly Bean Day.
The following is copied from a post I just did over on the Book of Feces. Some of it y'all may already know:
A lot has happened since the last update, not all of it good, and not all of it to do with Marie.
First, she was transferred tonight to a rehab facility, where she will be held in quarantine for two weeks with no visitors. She was in the hospital for almost exactly thirty days.
Last Saturday, she had an assisted fall in the hospital. She wasn't injured, and the aid helping her was not injured.
She is still not as "clear" as she has been, some days are better than others. She has had a port put in for hemodialysis, rather than the home dialysis she has been performing.
I carried several changes of clothes, some personal care items, and her tablet to the facility, where I was met at the door, and had to hand it over to an employee.
And to add to the drama, I was eating dinner a week ago yesterday, and crunched down on a piece of lasagna that was still in its unprepared state, breaking a tooth off at the gum. I'll spare everybody more gruesome details, but it wasn't an enjoyable experience. Day before yesterday, I had that tooth, plus a second one I wasn't aware was in such bad shape, removed. There's more to the story, but that can be for another time.
The following is copied from a post I just did over on the Book of Feces. Some of it y'all may already know:
A lot has happened since the last update, not all of it good, and not all of it to do with Marie.
First, she was transferred tonight to a rehab facility, where she will be held in quarantine for two weeks with no visitors. She was in the hospital for almost exactly thirty days.
Last Saturday, she had an assisted fall in the hospital. She wasn't injured, and the aid helping her was not injured.
She is still not as "clear" as she has been, some days are better than others. She has had a port put in for hemodialysis, rather than the home dialysis she has been performing.
I carried several changes of clothes, some personal care items, and her tablet to the facility, where I was met at the door, and had to hand it over to an employee.
And to add to the drama, I was eating dinner a week ago yesterday, and crunched down on a piece of lasagna that was still in its unprepared state, breaking a tooth off at the gum. I'll spare everybody more gruesome details, but it wasn't an enjoyable experience. Day before yesterday, I had that tooth, plus a second one I wasn't aware was in such bad shape, removed. There's more to the story, but that can be for another time.