After a couple cruises around the nurse's station, a sponge bath, and mooing for the doctors, RJ is discharged to come home. We dropped off the plethora of prescriptions, and threw him in the shower to get as much of that hospital smell out of his pores and hair as possible!
Looks like the daily routine for this next week includes taking eight different medicines; charting his weight each day; taking and charting his pulse; arranging for long-term insurance and disability to kick in; walking and other exercises (but not too much!); and a followup doctor appointment. That, and finishing up a couple of open house school projects.
For good measure, Monday's schedule includes a visit from an in-home nurse, the city a/c inspector, and the Sears guy. Looks like I will be visiting mom this weekend and bringing some laundry along with me as the washing machine decided to konk out. Actually, it was doing that earlier in the week, but denial only washes so many clothes.
Thank you to everyone who called, visited, and sent cards. As I have kept saying, I'm glad that we are past Monday, and we can only get better from here.
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