The Other Shoe Fell
Dennis’ surgery was Friday. Last night during the early morning hours, the other shoe fell. I had been telling him to stay off of his feet and keep the foot up at all times. Last night when I went to bed I commented “If you didn’t have that wooden shoe you, you would act like you never had surgery.” Sure enough, the strong numbing solution that had been injected into the foot and around the incision site wore off. OMG!
We were up and as soon as possible there was a pain pill taken. It was actually two extra strength Tylenol. Dennis was tucked into his recliner and he slept until eleven this forenoon when the pain woke him up. At that time a stronger pain pill was given with food. He . . . we . . . will get through this. Yesterday when I checked on him in the patio porch, he was in the garage getting the snowblower gassed up as he heard we would be getting measurable snow. At that time I took the key to it as well as pulling the key from his pickup. What a fellow. Today he knows full well what I had been counseling on. If the foot is kept raised there is not near the amount of blood going to the incision and the throbbing will be lessened.
He didn’t want his phone in his pocket as he hated the world. I have been there and done that. I am working with him and not fighting against him. In between time, I am giving him space by being in the studio.
I had been doing some work on a project that needed a bit of concentration. Today was a good day to dig back into it. The block with the fireflies is stitched with those in the glass jar having a clear piece of plastic stitched over them. The pitcher of Lemonade has three lemon circles free floating under clear plastic that has been stitched over the pitcher. It takes a bit of trimming after all has been stitched down.
I will keep plugging away on this project as this next week we have no appointments. Sweet. Dennis does agree, we need to get to the bottom of medical appointments. A very good reason to mind the “Ps” and “Qs.”