It's been almost a year since dad was admitted to the hospital with a UTI, and then another one and then a stroke in February.
He came home in April unable to walk or even sit himself up or roll over.
He recieves hospice at home which is a nurse and a cna that comes to the house 2-3 times a week to check his vitals, and help me bathe him and shave him.
They told me at rehab that I would not be able to bring him home because I coundn't lift him up. So I went a baught a hoyer to help me transfer him from the bed to the recliner. That's been working out well.
The other day I was talking to the nurse and she mentioned another toy. It's called a sit to stand lift:

I was able to rent it through the hospice company and we got it wednesday night. My first try was awful. I put the sling on upside down, I told him to lean forward instead of back. So we didn't get very far that night.
Today the cna came and helped me use it to move him from the bed to the recliner, and he seems to like it. After his nap this afternoon I tried it again, this time on my own, and it worked out well.
His appetite is good and his taste is finally coming back. We had a good thanksgiving with all the fixings and he ate it all.
Over the last 8 months there have been small improvements. He can play solitaire on the laptop again. He was having trouble with his hands operating the mouse. He had gone deaf in his good ear and I baught an Wax-Rx kit you see on tv and removed a lot of wax. Now he can hear again.
It's a long day, every day. But I'm glad he's home and I know he's eating well and being taken of to the best of my ability.
No bed sores, no bruises or rashes. No abcesses on his feet. Good appetite and sleeps well.
The hard part for me is the social aspect. Both of us are fairly quiet people. I like to live in my room and play on the computer and he likes to watch westerns on tv. We eat our meals together, but not very much conversation. I only leave the house once every two months now to go the bank and pick up tobacco.
Winter is here again, and I am praying that we get through this one without any problems. The last 3 winters in a row he got UTI's. But I'm keeping a close eye on his catheter which has become a permanent apparatus. Watching his diet and his mood.
This hospice program will come to the house 24/7 incase of an emergency and are able to give him antibiotics if there are any signs.
In February dad will be 90. Thank you Lord for another year with my dad. We both believed that he was going home last winter, but the Lord isn't done with us yet.

Hugs
He came home in April unable to walk or even sit himself up or roll over.
He recieves hospice at home which is a nurse and a cna that comes to the house 2-3 times a week to check his vitals, and help me bathe him and shave him.
They told me at rehab that I would not be able to bring him home because I coundn't lift him up. So I went a baught a hoyer to help me transfer him from the bed to the recliner. That's been working out well.
The other day I was talking to the nurse and she mentioned another toy. It's called a sit to stand lift:

I was able to rent it through the hospice company and we got it wednesday night. My first try was awful. I put the sling on upside down, I told him to lean forward instead of back. So we didn't get very far that night.
Today the cna came and helped me use it to move him from the bed to the recliner, and he seems to like it. After his nap this afternoon I tried it again, this time on my own, and it worked out well.
His appetite is good and his taste is finally coming back. We had a good thanksgiving with all the fixings and he ate it all.
Over the last 8 months there have been small improvements. He can play solitaire on the laptop again. He was having trouble with his hands operating the mouse. He had gone deaf in his good ear and I baught an Wax-Rx kit you see on tv and removed a lot of wax. Now he can hear again.
It's a long day, every day. But I'm glad he's home and I know he's eating well and being taken of to the best of my ability.
No bed sores, no bruises or rashes. No abcesses on his feet. Good appetite and sleeps well.
The hard part for me is the social aspect. Both of us are fairly quiet people. I like to live in my room and play on the computer and he likes to watch westerns on tv. We eat our meals together, but not very much conversation. I only leave the house once every two months now to go the bank and pick up tobacco.
Winter is here again, and I am praying that we get through this one without any problems. The last 3 winters in a row he got UTI's. But I'm keeping a close eye on his catheter which has become a permanent apparatus. Watching his diet and his mood.
This hospice program will come to the house 24/7 incase of an emergency and are able to give him antibiotics if there are any signs.
In February dad will be 90. Thank you Lord for another year with my dad. We both believed that he was going home last winter, but the Lord isn't done with us yet.
Hugs