Dad and I were coming back from a doctor’s appointment on Friday afternoon when he lost his balance on the front step of my home. He keeled over and landed flat on his back in the flower bed. Fortunately, my neighbors were home and we were able to get him back on his feet, after asking him if he thought he had broken anything. He sat in a living room chair for a bit talking with my neighbors, but then decided to go to his bedroom to lie down. Other than sitting up twice for very short periods of time, he remained in bed the entire weekend and increasingly had difficulty sitting up.
December 26th, 2012 at 10:00 am
As a caregiver, I’ve been to the hospital more times than I wanted during the past two decades. Most of those trips were to the emergency room with my mother due to breathing issues that were exacerbated by her advanced case of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD).
I also accompanied my father twice when he needed procedures done on his arteries. During the first of those procedures, Dad had 90-percent blockage in one carotid artery. I remember our family having a serious conversation about where the surgery should take place. Should he go to the regional hospital in the isolated small city where he lived, or have the operation in a hospital in a major metropolitan area that several family members could easily travel to? After going back and forth quite a bit, he finally listened to Mom (and me) and selected the latter option.
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September 16th, 2010 at 2:14 am
You may know a recently hospitalized neighbor or a friend who we would call a “frequent flyer”. Yes, these are the folks with chronic illnesses who finish one hospital stay and before thirty days have elapsed, they are back in the hospital again.