It's week three and my dad's first week out of the hospital has been going really well! He's walking around, eating well, and has much more energy than ever before. He's had a few appointments this week and his levels were a bit higher than normal, but he had an MRI and the doctors are making adjustments to his medication almost everyday. I'm his official pill counter and responsible for making sure that I'm removing/replenishing the correct pills into his pill box as changes are made. Talk about responsibility!! So far I'm doing a good job and I've only accidentally dropped all the pills once (and this happened on Tuesday) and dad is good so I must have put everything back in place correctly??! But really, one of my strengths is paying attention to detail so I really did put everything back in place :) He has to take over 20 pills three times a day and the doctors say that timing is crucial!! So grandma and I are super attentive to 9am, 2pm and 9pm. We have timers, bells, and everything going off to make sure we are precise and that those meds are administered right on time. Man, I'm really becoming a very versatile person so I might be in high demand after all this. I've gone from writer to a scientist to professional pill counter/notifier. Who knew that I would take on so many new roles in just a few weeks and before my 30th birthday!!
I'm embracing and accepted that I'm turning 30. Two reasons I'm at peace with this idea now. One is because I promised in my previous post that I would and I like to keep my promises especially since both dad and I are doing well after the surgery. Secondly, I'm now more concerned that my body thinks we are turning 60 instead of 30. So I've had a huge decrease in appetite this week and like I've told many of you, grandma gets concerned and I have forced feedings. I never thought it possible that I wouldn't have an appetite!!! I simply love food and I don't discriminate. And I mean I LOVE food!!! Since I'm not eating and getting enough nutrients that I need, my grandma is forcing me to share her Ensure shakes with her!!! I mean, they taste ok but I don't want my body thinking that I'm taking organs away and that we're down to Ensure strawberry shakes for life. I see Dr. Samstein on Friday so I'll let you know how that goes. My visiting nurse said she was
going to inform the doctor that I'm not eating (but she disappeared for the second time and then blames me for not being home but we all know I don't leave the house so not sure what's going on with the disappearing act).
Fingers crossed that I want food by Saturday so that we can retire the Ensure drinks and get back on track with living life in my 30s :)
You are too funny. I think Sheila's idea about you writing is great! I hope you are eating today and so glad that you are keeping busy while you recover. Love You!
ReplyDeleteHillarious "ENSURE" story.... that totally reminds me of Mamalita and Papalito. Eat small portions baby. Hope you are doing better. Love you!
ReplyDeletemi muchachita linda ya vi tus comentarios, pero por favor no olvides tomarte tus licuados naturales y el ENSURE besos Toti
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