Feeling the Power

It’s friday and I’ve been in hospital for 10 days. The first 6 reside in a mist of pain, anger and high

fevers. A mighty powerful cocktail. I am amazed I’ve held my own for much of that time. It was probably sheer determination.

An all out effort is being made, or so I’m told, to find a place for me to live that is at ground level so I may still take advantage of the resources and support of the hospital and its programs for in-home care. It needs to be walker and wheelchair accessible. I’ll be perfectly happy with only a room and a bathroom, it’s really all I need, anyway. So far, nothing new on that front.

I want to get a new cell phone carrier because the Sprint Network isn’t very good here - neither 3 or 4G - while all visitors with either Verizon or AT&T can send and received text messages and voice calls from my room, I cannot do so with Sprint.

I tried various ways of getting a new service yesterday, but to no avail. I wanted to have the new phone shipped to the hospital (since they must be signed for) and that wouldn’t do.  They don’t like  different ship to and bill to addresses. Attempts both by phone and online were unsuccessful and I can’t leave the hospital to be at the apartment to sign for a mere cell phone. Work on this front will continue today.

End-of-Life issues were addressed yesterday with positive input by all involved - for once! Kept the Notary busy for the best part of an hour and had a room full of witnesses to get the paperwork done and out of the way. I felt great relief when all that was signed, sealed and delivered.

Sidekick, Debbie, arrived from the hinterlands to visit and doubled her efforts by being a witness on the legal documents. Linda was here, of course. Nicole showed up with more snack-stuff (what do you expect, she’s Italian!) and a fave nurse stopped by for a few minutes before he had to attend a meeting

Spiked one fever yesterday so that was clearly a step forward. Pain was also diminished for most of the day. PT arrived for our daily walk and I do believe I had more energy than she did. 

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!

The appetite is no stronger and the sense of taste hasn’t improved, but I eat what I can - not much - then there are all those snacks…

Today I will continue to finagle a way to a new cell carrier, and continue preparations for Linda’s trip to Ireland next week. I hope to have everything - all the little bits and pieces that the legal eagles demand that can drive one to distraction - in place before her flight leaves next Wednesday.  By that time I hope to have news regarding new digs, a place to call home.

Thanks to everyone for their thoughts, prayers, and good wishes. Each and every one makes me feel just that much more human. You have no idea how much it means to me.

And so it goes.