02-10-2025, 06:19 AM
morning ladies 
Fingers crossed for little or no rain today.
It's been a horrific last three days with MrK having a fall on each day. His knees are pretty much trying to do what his hip does and support his leg, but your body can only cope with so much. No injuries thank goodness, but an ambulance visit each time to have him lifted up. The first time he thought he'd be OK and could walk again using his walker. It was late, so no respite care from our medical center anyway. Second time, it was an ED visit with the hope some help could be put in place. Two hours waiting in the ED (We were lucky, some had been there over 6 hours) and a nurse trying to give him meds he shouldn't have (I queried it just in time, overworked and understaffed, this was proof they need help!) he had a bed in the short stay unit and sent home the next day after the physio saw he could hobble his way to the loo. Yesterday the stars aligned when he had his fall. Most undignified as it was in the loo, but hey, we can't choose where we fall. The day before I had received a text from our GP confirming the cancer is melanoma and to text back if we need help. Perfect, says the ambos. Text her back. By the time we got to the Medical Center, she had arranged a bed for respite care and was trying to bypass oncology at Waikato by saying he was an 'acute case' and maybe, the respite care time could be used this way. That didn't work, it was a firm no, from them. So MrK has a week of respite care with possibly another week added on to give us a breather. Physio and more personal care along with some new toys will hopefully be arranged so it is safe for him to come home. I'm also organising a St John's alarm for him. It's been madness with my phone pinging and ringing from family and now, suddenly, they decide they need to visit. He's in a local resthome/hospital and the staff are lovely. Food is nice and I know he is safe. The best thing about local is no trips to Waikato. So that's been my past few days. Hopefully I'll have a day with no crying. It's blo**y awful hearing him in pain. I had an appointment with WINZ yesterday to find out what's what and the young woman was very helpful. At least that was something I could take charge of and control.
The Furry One is barking, the kids next door are outside playing, I think. So good seeing kids outside this early.
Have a good one
Fingers crossed for little or no rain today.It's been a horrific last three days with MrK having a fall on each day. His knees are pretty much trying to do what his hip does and support his leg, but your body can only cope with so much. No injuries thank goodness, but an ambulance visit each time to have him lifted up. The first time he thought he'd be OK and could walk again using his walker. It was late, so no respite care from our medical center anyway. Second time, it was an ED visit with the hope some help could be put in place. Two hours waiting in the ED (We were lucky, some had been there over 6 hours) and a nurse trying to give him meds he shouldn't have (I queried it just in time, overworked and understaffed, this was proof they need help!) he had a bed in the short stay unit and sent home the next day after the physio saw he could hobble his way to the loo. Yesterday the stars aligned when he had his fall. Most undignified as it was in the loo, but hey, we can't choose where we fall. The day before I had received a text from our GP confirming the cancer is melanoma and to text back if we need help. Perfect, says the ambos. Text her back. By the time we got to the Medical Center, she had arranged a bed for respite care and was trying to bypass oncology at Waikato by saying he was an 'acute case' and maybe, the respite care time could be used this way. That didn't work, it was a firm no, from them. So MrK has a week of respite care with possibly another week added on to give us a breather. Physio and more personal care along with some new toys will hopefully be arranged so it is safe for him to come home. I'm also organising a St John's alarm for him. It's been madness with my phone pinging and ringing from family and now, suddenly, they decide they need to visit. He's in a local resthome/hospital and the staff are lovely. Food is nice and I know he is safe. The best thing about local is no trips to Waikato. So that's been my past few days. Hopefully I'll have a day with no crying. It's blo**y awful hearing him in pain. I had an appointment with WINZ yesterday to find out what's what and the young woman was very helpful. At least that was something I could take charge of and control.
The Furry One is barking, the kids next door are outside playing, I think. So good seeing kids outside this early.
Have a good one
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