Thursday, August 27, 2015
Glitter Girl and Poppy
My dad was transferred from the hospital to a nursing home in a nearby town this week. His new place is only 8 miles from the school where Rae and I spend our days, so after class today we drove up for a visit.
Dad is doing much better. He is no longer on oxygen, his pain is under control, he can stay awake for long periods of time, and he is no longer dopey from medication. You can sit and have long conversations with him, which makes him seem like Dad again. Even his nose has healed up and the bruises have faded. He's still stuck in bed with his foot elevated, but otherwise feels pretty good.
Dad knows he has more surgeries ahead of him, but the swelling in his foot and ankle is still too great to attempt correcting anything now. Waiting for swelling to go down is a long, slow process with no real time frame, which is frustrating for us all. At this point, we have no idea at all of how long Dad will be in the nursing home or what the next step is. This will be a long and complicated journey, but for now we have a place to rest. The nursing home is much quieter and less chaotic than the hospital. It is also considerably closer to our town, which makes it less stressful for Mom and me. Dad has had a constant stream of friends and family visit, which has been a good thing. He enjoys the company and the distraction and has been humbled by the enormity of his support network. All of us feel the power of the prayers that have surrounded us and we appreciate them so much.