She's finally coming home today, THIRTEEN days later.
So anyway, the next day when they tried to get her up for the first time, she says they handled her too roughly and twisted her too fast, and there was a 'pop' in that newly redone hip. They tried again and it 'pop'ped again. They stopped and had an xray machine brought in, only to find they'd chipped her hip bone.
W...T...F....?! Malpractice suit, anyone?
And that has set everything back significantly. Not only is she more limited in recovery because of the new 'fracture' on the newly redone hip, but now she's scared to death to even *try* doing anything. Good work, guys!! So it's been endless running back and forth between home and work and hospital for me these past couple weeks. We're finally getting her out of there later today. Of course the hospital is all 'Ohhh, we can get more time from insurance and she can recover more blahblahblah,' but we're thinking she'll be more at ease in her own apartment, getting used to doing things in her own space vs. having them hover over her and usher her around in their space. And now I'll have to stay longer longer at her place because she's not where we'd hoped she be in her recovery yet.
Ugh, what a mess it's all turned out to be. She's already decided she's not having the other hip done. She's going to see if she can get by with cortisone shots in that other hip. I thought maybe down the road, once this one settles down and she's getting around again, maybe she'd consider having the other done.....but do it someplace else. I used to think it was stupid when people would complain that they hated a particular hospital because of one bad incident or because of something they'd heard. Well, I can understand it now. I hate that hospital and all those in it (except Bowen). It's not even just the hip chipping thing. It's the lack of information and contact, the slow reaction time by nurses, just everything is seeming to be really.....lacking. I shouldn't be surprised I guess, since I hate that particular town anyway.
The coolest thing about his apartment? It's #7, just like my Vikings boy Ponder. *dorky clap*
When you first come in you're looking down a short hall, with the kitchen off to the left, and a hall closet at the end.
Looking into the tiny kitchen from that hall doorway. The open area beyond is the dining area.
Standing in that dining area, looking back through the kitchen towards the entry hall.
Looking at the dining area from the living room area.
Same wall, other part of the living room.
From the living room if you come into it from the hall, looking towards the bathroom (door on right), extra bedroom (straight ahead), and Ty's bedroom (door on left).
Tiny, ancient bathroom. This is an older building but I was surprised by how many things need updating. This bathroom still looks rather 1970s. I'm easily "Eeuw!"ed about things, and this is one of them. I told Ty and hubby I was having flashbacks to living in the mobile home we had for a while.
Ty's bedroom. The other is basically the same, but slightly smaller. He'll just use the other one for storage for now.
It's not bad for a first apartment. He seems thrilled with it even while I cringe at the yellowed and ancient things like light-switch and outlet plates and thermostat control, and that 'someone else lived here' smell and feel. I know once he gets his things in there and settled, and after I've been there a few times, the icky feeling will go away. I haven't had a chance to get back there since that first weekend when he moved. Hopefully with being off work for a while now to tend my mom I'll be able to get over there and maybe go shopping for a few more things. He still doesn't have furniture beyond his bed, TV, computer chair, and card table/chairs. He doesn't have a computer yet, and won't even get internet hooked up until next week. I'd think that would be killing a computer kid like him but he's only been back home once to use ours. I think his work schedule has been crazy enough lately that he hasn't had a chance to miss it yet.
He did receive a First Apartment Essentials gift from my waxy friend Julie though!
And that's why things have been rather dull here on the blog lately. I haven't even really been melting anything because I haven't been home long enough at any one time to enjoy, so I don't even start one. I did sneak in a melt yesterday though, and I do have one going now before I have to go get my mom, but I can't melt any tarts while I stay at her place. I also won't have internet while I'm there. I'm hoping to zip back home at least once a day to just check email and Facebook, just to try and keep up with news and whatnot. And when she's sturdy enough to be on her own again, I am sooooooooo looking forward to getting back into the swing of my normal life.
Hope you are all living a lot more peaceful life!