Sorry about that, its been crazy.
Not really of course, but when one goes from an army of nurses, a bevy of residents, interns, consulting doctors and the chief surgeon, a slew of housekeepers and who knows who those other people in scrubs were...down to me and the big guy; you get the picture.
The computer was neglected as was my hair, the shower, grocery shopping and picking up the mail! Some things just aren't that important in the grand scene of things.
Since he has been home from the hospital we both were on a huge learning curve of how to do this and what to do with that. And today, at the post-op visit, this and that stayesd at the hospital! Rejoicing in the air, do you hear it.
For example: Those of you who know what a J. P. Bulb is, why didn't you tell me? I will happily tell those of you who want to know and then that you may file it away in the trusty file 13. For the rest of us, just skip the rest of this paragraph.
A J. P. Bulb is a plastic bulb with a tube attached to it that hangs out of your body collecting the body fluid that fills up the cavity left behind after a surgery. And Raymon's collected a lot of fluid. "Wow Mr. Fullerton, that's the most fluid we've ever seen!" (that was so comforting...)
This tubie thing protrudes out of the side of the body. Raymon's job was to monitor the J. P. and empty it when it got full, write down the time and amount. Remember the quote? Thus we set the alarm for 12:30 AM and 3:30 AM too. It helped. Some.
I am really happy the J. P. Bulb is no longer in this apartment. (FYI: J. P. invented the thing and no one in the hospital remembered his name. I don't think they liked the thing either.)
Oh, now we have new stuff to learn. No problem.
And he is now on a full regimen on physical reboot!
Curiously, we have been on the surgical circuit since February, either thinking, testing, doing or recovering from it. You have been along with us.
The recovery / adjustment period for Raymon is already taking on a life of its own. We see a new lifestyle ahead. But as with all such things, it is a reinvention.
May God cover you with his mighty hand.
Not really of course, but when one goes from an army of nurses, a bevy of residents, interns, consulting doctors and the chief surgeon, a slew of housekeepers and who knows who those other people in scrubs were...down to me and the big guy; you get the picture.
The computer was neglected as was my hair, the shower, grocery shopping and picking up the mail! Some things just aren't that important in the grand scene of things.
Since he has been home from the hospital we both were on a huge learning curve of how to do this and what to do with that. And today, at the post-op visit, this and that stayesd at the hospital! Rejoicing in the air, do you hear it.
For example: Those of you who know what a J. P. Bulb is, why didn't you tell me? I will happily tell those of you who want to know and then that you may file it away in the trusty file 13. For the rest of us, just skip the rest of this paragraph.
A J. P. Bulb is a plastic bulb with a tube attached to it that hangs out of your body collecting the body fluid that fills up the cavity left behind after a surgery. And Raymon's collected a lot of fluid. "Wow Mr. Fullerton, that's the most fluid we've ever seen!" (that was so comforting...)
This tubie thing protrudes out of the side of the body. Raymon's job was to monitor the J. P. and empty it when it got full, write down the time and amount. Remember the quote? Thus we set the alarm for 12:30 AM and 3:30 AM too. It helped. Some.
I am really happy the J. P. Bulb is no longer in this apartment. (FYI: J. P. invented the thing and no one in the hospital remembered his name. I don't think they liked the thing either.)
Oh, now we have new stuff to learn. No problem.
And he is now on a full regimen on physical reboot!
Curiously, we have been on the surgical circuit since February, either thinking, testing, doing or recovering from it. You have been along with us.
The recovery / adjustment period for Raymon is already taking on a life of its own. We see a new lifestyle ahead. But as with all such things, it is a reinvention.
May God cover you with his mighty hand.
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