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ironymaiden) wrote2018-02-10 04:54 pm
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you spin me right round baby
at the inn, running laundry. mom had a brainstorm about having me run errands during the day when we weren't both knackered. I have enjoyed the chance to have a long phone call with C and generally be introverted.
Dad came through the surgery fine. He now has skin from his left leg on the right side of his head. his head has a piece of foam (like you would use in upholstery) over the skin graft. his leg looks like a bad case of road rash if road rash was a neat rectangle, covered in a clear dressing like I had on my tattoo. he was pretty swollen all over but that is going down. except that he had trouble urinating so they had to put his catheter back in. apparently they had IVs in his feet during the operation. he's what they call a hard stick, so putting needles in the usual places is difficult. So much so that he kept his port from cancer treatment several years ago and they are using it for his pain meds.
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I like to fall asleep to an audio book. Last night I was so tired I forgot to set the sleep timer. Woke at 1:30am to mom waving the phone at my face asking how to turn it off. fortunately it turns out that my response to a shadowy figure menacing me is to scream rather than to, say, hit them.
We've been laughing about that all day.
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I found a gentle path from the hospital (through some connected buildings) to a block with Indian and Thai food. I'm hoping to get mom to go out for dinner (the burgh is very vertical; Seattlites can imagine we're on Pill Hill). If this laundry ever dries...
Dad came through the surgery fine. He now has skin from his left leg on the right side of his head. his head has a piece of foam (like you would use in upholstery) over the skin graft. his leg looks like a bad case of road rash if road rash was a neat rectangle, covered in a clear dressing like I had on my tattoo. he was pretty swollen all over but that is going down. except that he had trouble urinating so they had to put his catheter back in. apparently they had IVs in his feet during the operation. he's what they call a hard stick, so putting needles in the usual places is difficult. So much so that he kept his port from cancer treatment several years ago and they are using it for his pain meds.
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I like to fall asleep to an audio book. Last night I was so tired I forgot to set the sleep timer. Woke at 1:30am to mom waving the phone at my face asking how to turn it off. fortunately it turns out that my response to a shadowy figure menacing me is to scream rather than to, say, hit them.
We've been laughing about that all day.
***
I found a gentle path from the hospital (through some connected buildings) to a block with Indian and Thai food. I'm hoping to get mom to go out for dinner (the burgh is very vertical; Seattlites can imagine we're on Pill Hill). If this laundry ever dries...