Life goes right on happening…

Constant or even Casual Reader probably knows that when I say *interesting week,* stuff happened. This past weekend has been interesting.

On Friday, Kim had his first Mid-Life Crisis Sports Injury, and since 9:30 that morning, routine, that deadly imposter, has gone out the window. Two neatniks have reverted to hippie habits, of necessity, and are getting used to relaxed standards. My singleton side of our King bed is easy enough, just pull up sheet and quilt as I bail out, but there’s a 3′-high pile of clean laundry on the chaise next to the bed, and various admission and dismissal detritus from the hospital strewn across the dresser. Kim’s living and sleeping in his recliner for now, so the table next to him is a conglomeration of what he needs throughout the day and night – but he has a system and don’t screw with it. His kitchen needs his Navy Squid attention, especially since we’d been planning a fall scrub-down, but oh well, I’ll knock some of the big chunks off in a day or two. When somebody you love is in pain, that’s where all your energy automatically gets funneled, as it should.

All day Friday, from 10am to 5pm, was spent going from ER to Ortho and back, X-ray to CT Scan, lightweight “sugar tong” cast, to temporary traction, to plaster “sugar tong.” Food, finally, at 6pm, and home. Saturday and Sunday are a blur of opioids and other meds, a grocery run to maintain a cushion for the drugs, some amazing sleep, and a sense of marking time.

Yesterday, Monday, we checked him in for surgery at 10:30am. He went to the back for pre-op at 11. Was told they were taking him to surgery at 12. Froze my fanny off in the waiting room, listening to my tummy growl, until 1:30pm when a nurse came out to tell me they were backed up in the surgical suites and had just then taken him in. I nearly cried, and would have had she not said “He’s been napping this whole time.” I just said very quietly, “I’m freezing,” whereupon the receptionist said “Oh honey, you have to say something!” I told her “I didn’t know I could!” She turned up the thermostat, the nurse brought me two blankets out of the warmer, and I settled in for the long haul. I’m terribly out of practice since my days of caregiving for six older family members – I didn’t think to take my iPad or any protein snacks, or even BAD snacks. My head had room only for Kim, getting this repaired, and taking him home.

When all was said and done and I’d gotten the Ortho surgeon’s report (he looks all of 19, of course), it was 6pm, eight hours since we’d left home. But the report was good and that’s all that matters. It was a bad break and Kimmers now has a plate in his body that wasn’t there before, but the bones went together well and Dr. Huston was able to deal with the bone gravel and other crunching in there that wouldn’t have been good longterm. All’s well that ends well, which is down the road a bit. He’s in a heavy-duty cast until time for the stitches to come out, then a less mondo one, and finally he’ll get a fiberglass number that will start increasing his independence noticeably.

For now, it’s a little like Momming again and I’m glad for grown-up cartoons like YouTube and television. The drugs make the patient a little sleepy, so movies are good. Also car porn, like Mecum Auction and Barrett Jackson. And the car rebuild shows – there are some of those we both like a lot. The Big Guy has seen me through at least four major medical events in the 14 years we’ve been married – I’ll do anything to keep him comfortable through this one. It’s how we roll.

 

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8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. maureenjenner
    Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:31:32

    Stay reassured, the body takes a lot of knocks in its stride. My own darling Paul took more than most as regards knocks and bumps that included an amputated leg and reconstructed right after an encounter with a drunk driver – but emerged triumphant – and went on to become a pretty mean ophthalmologist at an eye hospital in UK.

    All good wishes to you both.

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    • Judy Smith
      Sep 30, 2018 @ 12:24:57

      Maureen, you are always so good to pop in with solid encouragement. You had not only a fighter but a winner, and kudos to both of you. Kim’s a lifelong fighter as well, and is doing better one-armed than I do with two most of the time. You and I are scrappers, too, and survivors against all odds, which is why I’ve had such an affinity for you since Word One. Thank you for your unwavering friendship over these years, despite how one-sided it’s been to this point and the fact that I lack concentration – you’re unbelievably forgiving! Hugs to you.

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  2. murphyvillefarms
    Sep 26, 2018 @ 15:53:20

    Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry to hear about this, but glad to hear the prognosis is good, Bones take a while to heal! Thankful he has an excellent nurse to comfort him. Thinking of you both and sending healing energies your way! Hang in there ~ ❤

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    • Judy Smith
      Sep 27, 2018 @ 07:41:27

      Thank you, Leigh. I saw your text msg yesterday, but fell asleep last night before answering. The day after surgery was pretty awful for him but we’re doing okay now – it’s just the long healing process. Thank you for the healing vibes. Hugs to you guys.

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  3. Keena
    Sep 26, 2018 @ 14:36:42

    Please please let us know if we can help! Love you both!

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  4. Dee Poe
    Sep 26, 2018 @ 12:43:38

    I hope Kim’s recovery is complete and comes in good time. You’re a good partner for him! Couples rock!

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