Little by little Jim is getting stronger. However, as long as there are stitches in the area around his J-tube, he will have discomfort, because the stitches pull. I could see how the stitches pull against the skin this morning, when I changed his dressing. So until he gets the J-tube out, I guess he'll have to deal with the irritation as best he can.
and now for my venting ...
This afternoon someone from the doctor's office called - I say someone, because she didn't give me her name. Jim's doctor is on vacation this week, and apparently his nurses as well, so someone else called from the general office. She asked for Jim, because you know, Jim is the one who gives himself the medicine, crushes it, the whole nine yards. She didn't tell us what his INR reading was after blood was drawn earlier today. She just rushed through saying this is how much Coumadin he'll take Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and something else Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, Sunday. What happened to slow down and speak calmly?! And then I asked her about an appointment for Jim, because on the discharge information it said within a month he should see his primary care physician. And she says, what discharge ... oh, you mean from the hospital? Really!?
It's nice that Jim appreciates me .. he's always saying I go above and beyond... I don't know that I do, but as long as he thinks so, I can muddle through the mess of talking to medical personnel who lack commonsense and understanding.
We took a walk after work ... us and the bugs that is. It was a bit longer than the day before, a full block plus some.
Tomorrow Christina and Austin are coming over, bringing supper... and for dessert, we can have vanilla ice cream, because Jim can eat that!
Tuesday afternoon Jim had a chest x-ray, but we haven't heard results of it yet.
Our frustration continued into the night between Jim and I and the syringes ... we struggled with getting the meds to flow down the tube - they wanted to spurt out instead of in, so about the same time we decided to use the anti-clogging gizmo, we also prayed, and then of course, it worked. We should pray everytime we flush with water and put in meds ... at least twice a day just for this little activity..
and now for my venting ...
This afternoon someone from the doctor's office called - I say someone, because she didn't give me her name. Jim's doctor is on vacation this week, and apparently his nurses as well, so someone else called from the general office. She asked for Jim, because you know, Jim is the one who gives himself the medicine, crushes it, the whole nine yards. She didn't tell us what his INR reading was after blood was drawn earlier today. She just rushed through saying this is how much Coumadin he'll take Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and something else Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, Sunday. What happened to slow down and speak calmly?! And then I asked her about an appointment for Jim, because on the discharge information it said within a month he should see his primary care physician. And she says, what discharge ... oh, you mean from the hospital? Really!?
It's nice that Jim appreciates me .. he's always saying I go above and beyond... I don't know that I do, but as long as he thinks so, I can muddle through the mess of talking to medical personnel who lack commonsense and understanding.
We took a walk after work ... us and the bugs that is. It was a bit longer than the day before, a full block plus some.
Tomorrow Christina and Austin are coming over, bringing supper... and for dessert, we can have vanilla ice cream, because Jim can eat that!
Tuesday afternoon Jim had a chest x-ray, but we haven't heard results of it yet.
Our frustration continued into the night between Jim and I and the syringes ... we struggled with getting the meds to flow down the tube - they wanted to spurt out instead of in, so about the same time we decided to use the anti-clogging gizmo, we also prayed, and then of course, it worked. We should pray everytime we flush with water and put in meds ... at least twice a day just for this little activity..
