I awoke at 3:30 this morning to let the cat out and take my meds. After I let the cat back in, I couldn't get back to sleep. Finally about 4:30, I got up. I e-mailed my director last evening and told her I really needed to give up my part time job. Leslie, my daughter, is going to need some help while she's healing. Besides that, my face is still red with the cellulitis. It's a lot better but certainly not back to normal. Leslie will have a long recuperation since she has an incision in her abdomen, her hip and her spine.
It will not be easy. She lives in the country and her husband has a very demanding job. He's kind of "it" because his boss has cancer and really depends on him. I will go up to the hospital early this morning to try to catch the doctor or at least his nurse, Monica. I have questions. I was disgusted yesterday that neither the doctor or even his nurse came out to talk to us after that horrendous surgery.
Bob and I have appointments in Independence this morning at 10:00 and we will eat lunch at Big Cheese afterward and then come on back home. I will go back to the hospital to see how Leslie is doing after they get her up today and put that back brace on her.
Actually, it went wonderfully after all. This morning they got her on her feet and she walked up the hall to the elevators with me. She will wear a back brace for six months. She has four titanium screws in her back. They are permanent.
They thought she would be off work for three months but have decided she is doing so well she can just play it by ear. They will take the staples out in two weeks and after that she can drive some.
I am so gratified.
I feel much better about it.