Thursday 3 August 2017

Final hospital before...

We moved Okaasan to the 4th hospital yesterday - two cars, two adults....a lot of running around and coordination. I had an unexpected window of 3 hours between classes - so was able to give my morning to the whole operation.
He took charge of Okaasan and wheelchair - and all the paperwork and consultations. I brought up the rear by packing all the stuff, carrying the bags, unpacking all the stuff. Amazing how much "stuff" Okaasan has...considering she has lived in pajamas for 3 months.

Okaasan was happy and cooperative throughout. She accepted it all. No chat about "want to go home"...maybe she doesn't know where IS home? Or, she is so in the moment that she thinks this is always just a temporary place?

The new hospital is a big place, currently undergoing major expansion. Half the site is a building site with cranes and men in hard hats. It's linked to one of the big care home groups. The hospital has a large physical therapy room...I was reminded of a training room for war injured people...there was even a group sitting in a circle throwing a big beach ball around - the classic scene of any physical therapy.

Okaasan is in a two person room. But sadly she is near the door.....where it is darker and the view through the doorway is to a busy corridor with all sorts of people walking up and down noisily. Not a great situation. The other occupant is a shell of an old woman...attached to an IV...who moans "mamama" every 90 seconds....

Hmmm.

We'll see if we can get a better room....

The physical therapist came to visit and asked Okaasan what she'd been doing up to now. Okaasan was a blank. DS was away with a nurse doing admin...I filled in the missing details as best I could. The staff were surprised that Okaasan can sit up and swing her feet to the floor by the bed - they will use a sensor to make sure she doesn't try to walk herself...

We get the feeling she will be here for a short time...and then...come home....

Our freedom time is going. So we are heading to a beer garden after work today.
Dear Son had better drink sensibly.....

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