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Sable of Celeste
Jan. 10th, 2019 10:26 pmNothing much to post about, because I'm still feeling like crap. I had to go back to bed and take another nap. I have to say, that was a pretty good choice. I enjoyed not thinking about anything. I felt as if I'd like to stay in bed all day, but I didn't, because I'd like to sleep at night. I don't want to get completely backwards. I read some more of Of Blood and Bone. This book has one of the most extended Training Montages I've seen in awhile, but it's all very soothing, so I don't mind. There was one batch of gingerbread cookie dough left in the refrigerator. I cut it out in gingerbread persons and cooked it so it wouldn't be wasted. I put off figuring out what to wear to the wedding. Because it's the very last thing I want to do right now. If the wedding were in town, I'd ask the Sparrowhawk to please make excuses for me, but I hate to send him 130 miles away to face 200 LUTHERANS and the biggest, oldest Lutheran church in Michigan without anyone to offer covert snark. Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow.
The Duchess reports that the PCP said my mother had "delirium," which is a temporary state of confusion that often afflicts the elderly post-surgery. While I could be wrong, I feel this is not the case. Mr. Science and I were with her non-stop for three days after the procedure, and she was not at all delirious in the hospital. We did all the things that you're supposed to do to reduce the risk of delirium. Mother talked, was alert, ate and drank well, had no pain, and was eager to walk several times a day. She seemed fine. Only after she returned home, her confusion and fatigue returned. I don't think this is new. I think it's a return to what, alas, is normal for her. I hope I'm wrong, and that she'll recover, but I don't think she will. Tonight she was able to hear me, but she put the phone down at some point and was wandering around the room talking to herself, so I couldn't hear her. And then she just walked away from the conversation and didn't notice when I hung up after a couple of minutes of silence.
The Duchess reports that the PCP said my mother had "delirium," which is a temporary state of confusion that often afflicts the elderly post-surgery. While I could be wrong, I feel this is not the case. Mr. Science and I were with her non-stop for three days after the procedure, and she was not at all delirious in the hospital. We did all the things that you're supposed to do to reduce the risk of delirium. Mother talked, was alert, ate and drank well, had no pain, and was eager to walk several times a day. She seemed fine. Only after she returned home, her confusion and fatigue returned. I don't think this is new. I think it's a return to what, alas, is normal for her. I hope I'm wrong, and that she'll recover, but I don't think she will. Tonight she was able to hear me, but she put the phone down at some point and was wandering around the room talking to herself, so I couldn't hear her. And then she just walked away from the conversation and didn't notice when I hung up after a couple of minutes of silence.
