A dillar, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar
I feel like a ten o'clock scholar today. A quick recap of the weekend, Friday DH ran a fever, hallucinations were vivid and more frequent. His skin was very dusky in color and his lips were bluish. Pain was worse and he started having tremors or spasms call them whatever you want but he was twitching about like there was an electrical shock poking him every few seconds. So when my son-in-law arrived to pick up his kiddo he took mine also.
I requested his help to load DH into the car to go to the ER. We spent six hours in the ER at the hospital where the surgery was done only to be told they could not accommodate his level of care. At 0230 he was transported to their sister hospital. AMR arrived and tried to transfer him with stretchy sheets and no slide board, they dropped his newly operated on hip onto the rails of the gurney. Then when they arrived at the receiving hospital they dropped the whole operative leg onto the floor while moving him onto the bed from the gurney.
The new place never checked his dressing, incision or his body in general. He never received a shower, a basin and toothbrush, nor was he even offered the opportunity to get out of the bed for a stretch or walk. They didn't even know from shift to shift that he was a total hip <3 days post-op. They were giving him two heavy hitting antibiotics and didn't know why! I'll tell you why! Because I do not have dinosaurs in my kitchen!
The first picture above is wrong way to build.
To be honest I am just as tired this evening so I will close and continue tomorrow!
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