Joe came home last Saturday. He was 8 and a half pounds over his ideal weight, and all of it fluid, thanks to the terrible mismanagement of his sodium dietary restriction in the rehab hospital.
So--not only does he have to get over his slip and fall injuries, but also has to get rid of serious fluid retention which made his legs balloon up, and then caused cellulitis. He had to go on a short course of Zaroxolyn and is also on antibiotics for the cellulitis. And his skin is very sore from the cellulitis.
He's doing well with his walker, but still needs constant supervision from me going up and down stairs. It's getting better with each day, though, and I believe that it won't be long before he can graduate to a cane.
A physical therapist will be coming in twice a week for 9 weeks and she has vowed to get him back into pre-fall shape. She's a peach. She would have started this week, but the other medical problems caused a delay.
It's a long recovery, but we'll get there. I'm doing well. Finally got some post-chemo hair back. Had to dye it blonde because it came in very light gray. So, all you blondes out there-----Do blondes really have more fun?
Haven't been able to post much. My caregiver duties runneth over.