Well I made it home! All safe in my little corner of the world. I even had a wonderful lunch catching up with an old friend, who will hopefully help me find some tutoring gigs too! Even managed to open some packages and get a little organized. Needed the help of lift and assist from the fire department, and they were more than wonderful!
I was NOT prepared for how weak I actually am now that In am home. I really can’t stand on my own, and terrified of falling. So, it’s back to my “roots” using an old fashioned sliding board to transfer out of bed and into my wheelchair or arm chair. I need to get stronger, but for now, this is going to have to be how it is to be done.
A huge thanks to my caregiver who with our thoughts together managed a small little shower last night and it made all the difference. I am so bruised up that I hope I heal well.
It doesn’t help that we are supposed to get a winter storm of sorts, but I guess being stuck in my apartment isn’t the end of the world at all since I am not in the hospital anymore. Unfortunately, I had to cancel facials with my niece because I am not up to it, but I will make it up to her for sure and it will feel even better knowing I did it on my own.
Today, begins appointments- nurse for resumption of care and hopefully the ENT as well. I ordered an Instacart order and looking forward to some new things to drink. Hopefully, I will also be able to get some organization done too. I also have a newsletter floating out there somewhere too!
So, I move forward, carefully and intently. Looking forward to working with PT/OT again and being able to transfer without the board and being more independent again. I too will rise again, I have been down before and know what needs to happen. My biggest issue right now is to stay off the floor and in my bed or chair. I have enough new “toys” to play with to keep me busy and not exploring and going places I shouldn’t be going down.
Other than being just so happy to be home, I am sore- especially where they put my shiny new picc line- its more tunneled than I expected, but it got me home and its able to be used for the necessary IV antibiotics that I need each day to get rid of these major infections- all at the tune of over $3000. No one ever said that chronic illness is cheap!