Here I sit..on MY couch in MY living room with Hans and MY cats. Beautiful.
After almost 2 months in the hospital, all paperwork has fallen into place and I am now under the care of the county’s Home Healthcare team. It is sort of like hospice,but I dont have to stop treatment to use it. They are coming today to make my bed adjustable and to see where handrails and other things needs to be added or removed to make life easier.
They will come at 7 each night to hook me up to ivs and come back in the morning to unhook me and dole out all my medicines and take bloodwork. We also qualify for home help which is run by the council. They will come a couple hours a week and vacuum and do laundry. Judging by how messing flushing the drains were in the hospital (and the number of times I splashed when I vomited), help with the laundry will be a godsend.
My psychologist and sister have finally beaten me down to get a handicap parking permit and my psychologist is organising that. She is also organising physical therapy at the hospital pool. After 7 weeks of living at the hospital I have NO muscle tone.
It was vey sad to leave the hospital since I love my nurses so much. There was much hugging on the way out the door. I think I will bake them a cake next week….but it sure is wonderful to be home.
Kris