 I just read an email from a dear family member wanting an update on Papa. I realized I haven't really put any information about how he's been doing for a while. That was silly of me, sorry. He has had very swollen legs. They broke out in sores and he's had them bandaged up for over a month. Hubby talked to him last night, but he was pretty incoherrent, so he was unable to find out how much better it is and whether or not they are still wrapped up. We have a "Health Plan Meeting" on the 13th with the head Nurse. Hopefully we will learn more then.
He has a roommate now. When he found out they were fix'n to move someone in, he packed up all his stuff (which he doesn't have much there, he refuses to keep his stuff there, I guess he's worried about someone walking off with it). Well, he actually called and talked to me a little after they got the roommate in and he sounded very compassionate. I guess the fella' is in a lot of pain. The nurse said Papa has been acting protective of him. I was really worried he'd have a bad attitude, but he must have calmed down.
I have the boys room all decked out with Papa's pictures and antiques and his recliner. Hopefully we'll be ready to bring him home with us on the 13th for a long weekend.
I have a Doctor's appointment that day as well. I'm hoping that all the beef and leafy greens I've been eating these last several weeks have brought my blood counts up enough to not have to have iron injections. They sound ouchy. After the progestrone injections with the last pregnancy, my hip hurts just to think of weekly shots again! Hubby has really been praying. It would really be a boost of faith if the Good Lord decided to heal me. He healed me of clinical depression 2 years ago. I hadn't realized I had it until about a year after the children (all 5 that we had so far) and I had the whooping cough. It took 8 weeks to get a diagnosis, and I had to insist on bloodwork. I don't think they were wanting to diagnos it because some of us were immunized (I had even had boosters). I don't know if it was the pertusis or the meds. I had to take a narcotic to keep me from breaking a rib. That is nasty stuff. We had to have home health come in to help out. I don't understand why people would ever want to take that stuff on purpose. Anyway it threw me into a deep clinical depression. I didn't know what it was, I thought I had thyroid or adreanal diffisiancy or something. (excuse my spell'n, I know it's bad) Anyway, our wonderful Bible-believing, homeschool-dad, Doctor was loving enough to tell me what he really thought was the problem. I even argued with him (he's used to that by, after helping me through 4 of my 6 pregnancies), telling him I had no reason to be depressed, I'm a Christian with a wonderful Godly husband and 5 precious children. Anyway, he was right. I took 5HTP for a year and a half and then started having tummy troubles, which took me about 2 weeks to figure out was because I didn't need it any more. I became pregnant with #6 the next month. Even though I had a very difficult pregnancy and I am still trying to recover after 16 months, I have had NO sign of the depression. Other than the anemia problem, I feel better than I ever remember feeling. I think I had been struggling to some degree with depression for a long time and just didn't realize what it was. Anyway the healing has been a blessing to our faith and a great testimony to God's Love. Whether He decides it works into His Plan to heal me some more or not, I will continue to Praise Him for His Loving Care. |
