Tomorrow is Easter Sunday

[Moveon]

She is going into rehab for a couple of weeks to get her strength back up. She is eating solid foods now. But she had an X ray and it showed some Plural Effusions in her left lung. So the Hospitalist Dr prescribed some antibiotics and breathing medicine along with some anti cough medicine for her to take. I picked them up for her today and helped her check into the rehab center and get settled into her room. She will have inpatient rehab and evaluation tomorrow. The plan is to get her strong enough to go back to her own home. She lives on the other side of town. It's about a 40 mile round trip back and forth between my house and hers. Last year she was cutting part of her own grass with a self propelled lawn mower. A neighbor also helps her cut the rest of her yard out of the goodness of his heart. He is a great guy. This way I don't have to load up the Snapper rider into the back of my small pick up truck and take it back and forth between her house and mine. It's very dangerous trying to ride the snapper rider up the 12ft long 2"X12"x 12' long planks. The snapper often will stall and slip a gear while trying to climb up those ramps into the back of my truck and the lawnmower could fall of the planks with me on it. I'd break a leg easily if that happens. I got stuck on it last fall and almost fell off the lawnmower trying to load it onto the truck bed.

Hopefully the antibiotic and other medicines will help her lungs heal better. She has a mild case of pneumonia which people often get in the hospital following colon surgery according to the medical reports that I've been reading.

[Moveon]

Today it's been only 7 days since mom's colon surgery last Easter Sunday. It's been a long week but progress is being made.

She is doing much better now. She still is weak in the abdominal area and needs to rebuild those abdominal muscles in order to be able to get up out of bed more easily and be self dependent at home.

She will receive physical and occupational therapy for the next few weeks. They hopefully have good people for that. I've not met them yet. They don't work on the weekends and only work on Mon though Friday. So Monday I'll get the meet then and watch them work with my mom.

Just last fall my mom was out cutting part of her grass with a self propelled push mower and now this spring she is in a rehab facility. It happens so fast but was not totally unexpected. She kept telling me that she was feeling weaker and going downhill last winter. A few days she would say she wasn't feeling well and the next days she was feeling better. We had no idea until she went to ER last week that she had a mass/infection growing on the walls of her colon inside her. And we would not have gone to the ER to check her out except that the mass was starting to infect and adhere to her abdominal wall and causing her pain. Pain is a good thing in that it alerts us that some thing is wrong and needs to be checked out.

I can remember back in the 1960's watching Star Trek and seeing them using imaging equipment in the sick bay and cell phones (communicators) to talk to each other from the ship to the surface of another planet. I never imagined that kind of equipment would be in use in the year 2016. In a way Start Trek was predicting the future!. Or maybe they already knew what the future looked like some how? But it's something to think about. If not for the CAT SCAN and X ray machines and Cell phones my mom may not still be alive and healing up. Who really knows what the future holds for each one of us. Live life to the fullest while you can.

Hopefully you all had a better Easter Sunday that we did. But then again it could have been a lot worst. So I'm thankful to God that mom is still hear and I'm able to still be with her. I lost my father back in 2001. He died from complications of prostate cancer and a uncontrolled bladder infection that could not be controlled. I some times think that the cancer has spread to his bladder and that is why none of the antibiotics they tried worked to control his infection. He died in his sleep the night of Sept 4th, 2001. Just a few days later the events of 911 unfolded. He had a major stroke on June 2nd 1993 and was paralayzed on his entire left side for 8 years after that. My mom took him home and took care of him there for 8 years 4 months and 3 days until he passed. He was my best friend and fishing buddy. And actually he married a woman who also enjoyed fishing almost as much as he did. LOL My mom use to row the boat around so that dad could bass fish. Now that's the right kind of woman IMHO. After my father passed I decided to take my mom on a fishing trip to KY lake close to the same area that dad and I fished for many years. Mom was a trooper and actually caught the biggest crappie between the two of us during this crappie fishing tournament. Of course I ran the boat and put her in the right spots. . I'll miss her if she leaves this world.