Mike was discharged from the hospital yesterday and was very glad to get home. He is getting a long, good night's sleep. He was impressed with the care taken, but no matter how pleasant they try to make it, a hospital stay is still a stay in the hospital. Sleep is always interrupted for some necessary monitoring, not to mention the needs of other patients.
He is walking about and sat outside on the deck last night for a time. I think his feet still hold him back more than the heart surgery.
The heat has broken, but it is not the bright sunny day we were promised...at least not yet.
I met my son for supper on Monday night and had a very pleasant time and a really good salad supper. We treated ourselves to creme brûlée for dessert and it was delicious.
On Sunday, Mike called me in the morning and told me not to visit that day. He was still in the ICU--only because they did not have a regular bed available until that evening--and Saturday night had been chaos. The man in the next bed had come in with a bullet wound to the head. I did not need arm-twisting to keep me away so I went to my daughter's.
I took my grand son on a hike. My grand daughter had been hiking all week during day camp and was quite done with it. He is six so we only went about a mile and a half, but it was a very steep incline. My daughter was grateful for the subsequent early bedtime as he was tired out afterwards.
I also managed to keep my library obligations and spent some time on Monday morning making tile coasters and then denim containers with the kids in the summer reading program. I think that they were two successful activities. Sparking a bit of creativity is a kick. It is amazing to see just how intuitively creative kids can be--some more so than others, obviously, but I think it was fun for all.
So now I will stick around the house for a few days to keep an eye on how Mike is managing. I hope it stops raining so he can sit outside and I can get to some weeding. It has been over a week and although I thought I was quite thorough that last time, some of the weeds are scary looking. They can hide and then pop out after you turn your back. And this summer, they have been well watered. They don't seem to mind all the rain at all. Pesky.
He is walking about and sat outside on the deck last night for a time. I think his feet still hold him back more than the heart surgery.
The heat has broken, but it is not the bright sunny day we were promised...at least not yet.
I met my son for supper on Monday night and had a very pleasant time and a really good salad supper. We treated ourselves to creme brûlée for dessert and it was delicious.
On Sunday, Mike called me in the morning and told me not to visit that day. He was still in the ICU--only because they did not have a regular bed available until that evening--and Saturday night had been chaos. The man in the next bed had come in with a bullet wound to the head. I did not need arm-twisting to keep me away so I went to my daughter's.
I took my grand son on a hike. My grand daughter had been hiking all week during day camp and was quite done with it. He is six so we only went about a mile and a half, but it was a very steep incline. My daughter was grateful for the subsequent early bedtime as he was tired out afterwards.
I also managed to keep my library obligations and spent some time on Monday morning making tile coasters and then denim containers with the kids in the summer reading program. I think that they were two successful activities. Sparking a bit of creativity is a kick. It is amazing to see just how intuitively creative kids can be--some more so than others, obviously, but I think it was fun for all.
So now I will stick around the house for a few days to keep an eye on how Mike is managing. I hope it stops raining so he can sit outside and I can get to some weeding. It has been over a week and although I thought I was quite thorough that last time, some of the weeds are scary looking. They can hide and then pop out after you turn your back. And this summer, they have been well watered. They don't seem to mind all the rain at all. Pesky.
Oh my goodness, I was just catching up on blogs, while my little charges (2 granddaughters) are sleeping in this morning, and am shocked to hear about Mike's surgery. Glad he is on the mend and back home. Hugs and good thoughts out to both of you. (The care giver needs lots of hugs) Take care of yourself during his recovery!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Muffy. Yeah, it was a bit of a surprise, but all went well and he is recovering according to schedule.
ReplyDeleteThat's great that Mike is home already and feeling well. Do take care of yourself, too. The craft sessions sounds great,as do all your other activities!
ReplyDeletePeace,
Muff
There is no such thing as a good night's sleep in a hospital. I'm glad he is home and that you got some time with your grands -- that always helps. Be sure to take care of yourself!
ReplyDeleteYour post sounds optimistic. I am glad you had a productive time with your grandson and with the kids at the library. Good to know that Mike can walk.
ReplyDeletethis is the time of year that weeds are perfectly healthy. They come creeping and reaching and can be very overpowering. Glad hubby is home. Some gentle outside walking will do the trick.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear Mike is home and, apparently, doing well.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it amazing what he went through and to be so well. Modern medicine has come so far. Glad you got some down time while he was in ICU. Care giving is a draining job. Keep up the great recovery Mike.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear that Mike is doing okay ... perhaps soon he'll be healthy enuf. to help with the weeding!
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear Mike is home! My weeds come up behind my back, too. Sam is here with us - a 10 month old keeps us busy!
ReplyDeleteMajor surgery, time in the ICU and he's home already! That's incredible and good to hear.
ReplyDeleteI hope the rain lets up for you. After last weeks hail storm I'm thinking I might let the weeds grow in the front flower bed. At least there will be something green. :(
Take care!
I am very glad Mike is home and on the mend. I am also glad you are trying to take a little time for yourself. I'm sure this has been stressful for you.
ReplyDeleteIt's good to hear that Mike is home and recovery is going well. We are nearing the end of July with no measurable rain yet for the month, and none in the forecast. It looks like our summer drought is on big time. The water bill will be a whopper.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing like being back home. Glad all went well and hoping for a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteYou sound as if things are under control. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI bet you're happy hubby is home!
Take care!
Cheers from Cottage Country!
This is so scary, Olga.
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