We visited Daddy in the evening and found him strapped to his bed. Again. Apparently he became agitated and insisted on leaving the bed. Again. So the nurses did what they had to do and now Daddy wants to speak to the Director and have them fired. I'm guessing all is still not too clear up there for him.
The place is rather empty and quiet and far away from civilization. Well, not really. It's right next to Anderson Primary but it is far from where we stay. So there. Everyone there is there for rehab... so no sicknesses of any kind. Just frustrated individuals who want to go home to their families and Daddy is one of them. It is frustrating repeating ourselves to him, telling him that this is only for his own good. That he should be patient. That he needs to get strong and that he needs to listen to the nurses. All that is on repeat. Daily.
There is this Indian chap in the bed across from him so at least Daddy's not too lonely. We gave Daddy his cellphone so that he can contact us whenever necessary.
Rehab will only start tomorrow and the doctors will then decide if the catheter should be removed.
No comments:
Post a Comment