Narrowminded
Extremely helpful member
- Joined
- Apr 30, 2016
- Messages
- 2,827
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 07/2007
- Country
- US
- State
- PA
- City
- Pittsburgh
Well yesterday was interesting. I got up and could barely move. At first it was just a slight annoyance, then the pain grew worse. Thought for sure it was a kidney stone, as I've had those before.
Had to call our son home from work and my MIL over, just called her for help but then realized I needed to be seen. Called the Dr office first, but no available appts, so off to the ER. after some good pain meds and a CT, they determined it was indeed muscular or tendon related, no stone.
Thankfully our daughter works for a PT and I was able to go get a therapy direct from the hospital.
Came home with pain meds, exercises and heat and cold therapy to do. My worst nightmare since it severely limits what I can do for Brian.
I'm thinking our getting him up in his chair this weekend twice and outside contributed to this. Yes we used the hoyer, but since the PWC controls are still on the arm of the chair it's makes getting him thru the door quite interesting. He was thrilled to be outside and I was happy to see him up, first time in 2 years.
All that said emotionally and physically, I'm broken. I mentioned on roll call about our daughter and her struggles and this just made her worse. She sees the therapist on Friday, but this only served to solidify her feeling so that she can't leave me here alone.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm spent, it would take everything we have to place him somewhere, and there isn't even a place locally that could take him.
Even the staff at the hospital could not believe we could not get help, and called in yet another social worker. They did some digging and still came up empty. The neighbor behind me is still digging as well. There is nothing, short of us becoming destitute to do it.
I'm spent. Too many years and our April episode just did a huge number on me emotionally.
Just ranting, thanks for listening..
Hugs,
Sue
Had to call our son home from work and my MIL over, just called her for help but then realized I needed to be seen. Called the Dr office first, but no available appts, so off to the ER. after some good pain meds and a CT, they determined it was indeed muscular or tendon related, no stone.
Thankfully our daughter works for a PT and I was able to go get a therapy direct from the hospital.
Came home with pain meds, exercises and heat and cold therapy to do. My worst nightmare since it severely limits what I can do for Brian.
I'm thinking our getting him up in his chair this weekend twice and outside contributed to this. Yes we used the hoyer, but since the PWC controls are still on the arm of the chair it's makes getting him thru the door quite interesting. He was thrilled to be outside and I was happy to see him up, first time in 2 years.
All that said emotionally and physically, I'm broken. I mentioned on roll call about our daughter and her struggles and this just made her worse. She sees the therapist on Friday, but this only served to solidify her feeling so that she can't leave me here alone.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm spent, it would take everything we have to place him somewhere, and there isn't even a place locally that could take him.
Even the staff at the hospital could not believe we could not get help, and called in yet another social worker. They did some digging and still came up empty. The neighbor behind me is still digging as well. There is nothing, short of us becoming destitute to do it.
I'm spent. Too many years and our April episode just did a huge number on me emotionally.
Just ranting, thanks for listening..
Hugs,
Sue