I'm starting a mini-series. We could call this a lot of things. How to cope with an ailing grandmother. What to do when a senior citizen climbs on a counter and falls to the demise of both her wrists. Rest Home Prep.
But for now, we'll call it Nursing 101.
On Friday afternoon, Gramma Susan was cleaning out cupboards at school. When her step ladder wasn't tall enough to reach the high shelves, she stepped onto the counter. Whether she stepped back or slipped on papers, no one actually knows, but she went down and fell straight on her hands. She somehow got herself up and made her way to the faculty room to find people before she zoned out for a minute. After an ambulance ride and a few hours in the ER, she had a two-hour surgery to get some plates and screws placed in her wrists. She didn't get much sleep in the hospital, so she did everything she could to get outta there by 8:30 am. She's so very happy to be home, even if we can't leave her alone for a week or two. As we all embark on this fun little adventure, she and I figured we better document since she can't write anything down...(not like she keeps a journal anyway...)
As neither of us have had much sleep in the past couple days, we're going to bed now. Hopefully, if we haven't killed each other by the end of each day, we'll share a few lessons learned. For now, Susan would like to add a poem:
Scratching itches, straightening britches, sleeping on the floor
I have to do all these things til I can't anymore
Just a little old lady with a couple broken arms
We're trying to keep her from the funny farm
...she gets real funny when she's taking meds. This week is going to be an interesting one.
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