I woke up at 11:00 last night to the sound of Bob yelling for me. I had gone to bed at 9:30. I searched the house for him and could not find him. Finally I turned on the utility room light and he was on the floor by the back door. He could not get up and he was in pain. I had left his water and his pain meds on a table by the side of his bed, as usual. For some reason,...I guess he got up to go to the bathroom and got disoriented. I had left a night light on in his bedroom and also the bathroom but he was in pain and could not get oriented. I spent the next hour and a half moving everything out of the way in the kitchen and trying to slide him onto a towel so I could pull him across the floor and get him back to bed but he was too heavy for me and I was too weak to do it so I ended up calling the EMT's to come help me get him back to bed. I could not get him to take his morphine before he went to bed. He went to bed at 8:00 so by 11:00 his meds had worn off.
What a night!
Well, I heard him yelling again at 5:00 and came in to find him back on the floor. He had to go to the bathroom so he just wet the bed. I can't get him up and I can't call the EMTs again because Medicare doesn't pay for their services when he doesn't go to the hospital. I have the sheets in the washer and he is lying on the bedroom floor with pillows all around him and an afghan over him. That's where he'll have to lay until he musters the strength to get up and I can get the sheets out of the dryer later and remake his bed. I gave him the two percocets and he's sleeping now.
I can see this is going to be even more difficult then I imagined. I got two hours sleep before the earlier incident and three hours before this one.
Later in the morning...
I've just talked to Melissa about Bob and she is ordering Harry Hines Hospice for him. It is quite apparent he doesn't have as much as six months.
I am delighted Keith and Sara, his daughter, are coming, as well as Scott.
Karan and Bobby just left a little while ago. Bobby helped me get Bob into the bathroom this time so he could urinate without wetting the bed again.
He ate about four bites of the oatmeal I fixed and I fed the rest of it to Slinky.
The Hospice nurse came and Keith called while she was here. She will have them set up a hospital bed in the den this afternoon. They will also bring a commode, oxygen, and an emergency kit. Keith called back after she left.
The PET scan results will be in Tuesday and Vicky said she would call me with the results.
Hospice came and brought a hospital bed, emergency oxygen, a commode and a table.
Also, thank God, our son Scott is coming tomorrow to stay the week.
He got up at 5:00 and wanted to sit in the recliner in the living room. I put a pad in it and got him into it and also got him to eat some sherbet and later a few bites of the vegetable soup we had last night. He went to bed at 7:00 after going to the bathroom and taking his percocet. I got him into the hospital bed.