Elizabeths' electric bed and other broken leg stuff
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I'm glad you have a hospital bed. I'm sorry your insurance won't pay for it,
though. I wanted one, but I'm already much better. It's been two weeks.
They took out the yucky staples and put on a tighter cast two days ago. It's
way better to have your foot up. I have a couch with a good pillow-pile, ten
feet from a toilet. Fireplace, VCR, DVD, kids passing through all hours of
the day and night (UNLESS I'm hungry or out of water)...
Elizabeth, I don't mean to scare you but to encourage you. Before I had
children I broke my leg VERY badly and was in a cast (eventually a plastic
velcroed on brace) for Six Months, so these three and four month things we
have are horrible, yes, and I hope YOU never have to say "Yeah, the LAST
time..." but here 17 years after my first time, I'm relieved about many
things.
First time, we didn't have insurance. We had been married for just over a
year. My husband had to bedpan me for a week after I was in the hospital for
a week. He slept on the floor near the bed because it hurt me for anyone to
even sit on the bed. And I lived to reproduce.
I'm glad neither last time nor this time did I have little children. I have
big children, all double-digit children. Holly turns 11 on Saturday. So
they are inconvenienced, yes. Kirby has to walk to work. Holly wants me to
help her arrange some things in her room, but it's upstairs. Not yet for
upstairs.
Going out involves a wheelchair through the dirt, a couple of scary bumps,
and getting into a van in the alley behind my house. I've been to a funeral
and to the doctor. I never want to go anywhere again in my life (it seems,
right now).
Sandra
though. I wanted one, but I'm already much better. It's been two weeks.
They took out the yucky staples and put on a tighter cast two days ago. It's
way better to have your foot up. I have a couch with a good pillow-pile, ten
feet from a toilet. Fireplace, VCR, DVD, kids passing through all hours of
the day and night (UNLESS I'm hungry or out of water)...
Elizabeth, I don't mean to scare you but to encourage you. Before I had
children I broke my leg VERY badly and was in a cast (eventually a plastic
velcroed on brace) for Six Months, so these three and four month things we
have are horrible, yes, and I hope YOU never have to say "Yeah, the LAST
time..." but here 17 years after my first time, I'm relieved about many
things.
First time, we didn't have insurance. We had been married for just over a
year. My husband had to bedpan me for a week after I was in the hospital for
a week. He slept on the floor near the bed because it hurt me for anyone to
even sit on the bed. And I lived to reproduce.
I'm glad neither last time nor this time did I have little children. I have
big children, all double-digit children. Holly turns 11 on Saturday. So
they are inconvenienced, yes. Kirby has to walk to work. Holly wants me to
help her arrange some things in her room, but it's upstairs. Not yet for
upstairs.
Going out involves a wheelchair through the dirt, a couple of scary bumps,
and getting into a van in the alley behind my house. I've been to a funeral
and to the doctor. I never want to go anywhere again in my life (it seems,
right now).
Sandra
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> Going out involves a wheelchair through the dirt, a couple of scary bumps,funeral
> and getting into a van in the alley behind my house. I've been to a
>seems,
> and to the doctor. I never want to go anywhere again in my life (it
> right now).Thanks for your words of encouragement. I know that 8 weeks of no weight is
>
> Sandra
>
going to be followed by something else and something else until I'm healed.
they try to sugar coat it by not telling the patient everything, but that's
really not helpful.
Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair.
We rearranged my living quarters today, which has cheered me up immensely. I
have problems with claustrophobia, so all the stuff in here was making me
nuts. Now the kids can play at my feet and I can be involved in their stuff
more. and now that the pain is better, I want to be involved more.
My kids are little, 3 and 4, so this is rough on them. On the other hand,
they are learning an awful lot. Nathan thoroughly inspected the wheelchair
to figure out how it works today. They want and ask to bring me things,
usually not when I want it or what I want, though. And generally they are
taking it in stride. They are learning a whole lot about community and
family and love and support and caring for each other. I'm not distracted by
doing, so I'm better able to listen. and I have a much stronger respect for
mothers with physical disabilities.
On the whole going out thing, I can totally relate. First of all, I hold my
breath whenever anyone goes down the basement stairs until they come back up.
Secondly, our street has been torn up and is just one great mud slick after
a couple days of rain. They just poured new curbs, gutters and driveway
aprons which need to cure so there is no way I could possibly go out. I see
enough of the outdoors coming back in, though, on my kids.
While it sucks that this happened, we are all learning so much from it. The
real message, it seems to me today, is that we all need to slow down. Make
two trips. Hold the rail. Splurge on a new pair of shoes that have actual
treads.....
Elizabeth
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OVERSHARING below; feel free to go on by...
In a message dated 10/26/02 8:46:48 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair. >>
When I broke my leg the other time, years ago, 1985, my mother in law drove
four hours and gave me an enema.
She had been a nurse and so she knew that narcotic would constipate you.
Wasn't that nice of her?
EEEeeek.
But it did cause me to consider that this time and to press the hospital to
take means.
Someone said, "Oh, that little brown pill they gave you the day after
surgery. That's what that's for.
Well...
Since the plan for me was to get me out of the hospital before the conference
was over I wasn't given the little brown pill. <g>
I'm okay now. And if I start not to be, I'll drink instant hot chocolate.
That'll do me.
Sandra
In a message dated 10/26/02 8:46:48 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair. >>
When I broke my leg the other time, years ago, 1985, my mother in law drove
four hours and gave me an enema.
She had been a nurse and so she knew that narcotic would constipate you.
Wasn't that nice of her?
EEEeeek.
But it did cause me to consider that this time and to press the hospital to
take means.
Someone said, "Oh, that little brown pill they gave you the day after
surgery. That's what that's for.
Well...
Since the plan for me was to get me out of the hospital before the conference
was over I wasn't given the little brown pill. <g>
I'm okay now. And if I start not to be, I'll drink instant hot chocolate.
That'll do me.
Sandra
meembeam
Hi Sandra and Elizabeth,
I'm sorry to hear about your broken legs. My mother broke her leg a
few years ago-same way as you, Elizabeth-fall on the basement
stairs. She had a special seat with handles that sat over the
regular toilet (much better than a bedpan or potty chair). She used
a 1st floor bathroom and had an electric bed also. She also had a
bath seat so she could bathe (after the cast, with a removable brace).
I've also heard of cleansing cloths used for people who can't bathe
or shower, but can't remember the name.
When using the wheelchair outside on rough terrain, it's easier if
someone tips the wheelchair backwards before pushing it (sometimes
going backwards can be easier.)
That's all I can think of right now.
Mary-NY
I'm sorry to hear about your broken legs. My mother broke her leg a
few years ago-same way as you, Elizabeth-fall on the basement
stairs. She had a special seat with handles that sat over the
regular toilet (much better than a bedpan or potty chair). She used
a 1st floor bathroom and had an electric bed also. She also had a
bath seat so she could bathe (after the cast, with a removable brace).
I've also heard of cleansing cloths used for people who can't bathe
or shower, but can't remember the name.
When using the wheelchair outside on rough terrain, it's easier if
someone tips the wheelchair backwards before pushing it (sometimes
going backwards can be easier.)
That's all I can think of right now.
Mary-NY
Kelli Traaseth
Elizabeth,
This is great that you are seeing the positiveness in this!
Take Care,
Kelli,
ejcrewe@... wrote:
going to be followed by something else and something else until I'm healed.
they try to sugar coat it by not telling the patient everything, but that's
really not helpful.
Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair.
We rearranged my living quarters today, which has cheered me up immensely. I
have problems with claustrophobia, so all the stuff in here was making me
nuts. Now the kids can play at my feet and I can be involved in their stuff
more. and now that the pain is better, I want to be involved more.
My kids are little, 3 and 4, so this is rough on them. On the other hand,
they are learning an awful lot. Nathan thoroughly inspected the wheelchair
to figure out how it works today. They want and ask to bring me things,
usually not when I want it or what I want, though. And generally they are
taking it in stride. They are learning a whole lot about community and
family and love and support and caring for each other. I'm not distracted by
doing, so I'm better able to listen. and I have a much stronger respect for
mothers with physical disabilities.
On the whole going out thing, I can totally relate. First of all, I hold my
breath whenever anyone goes down the basement stairs until they come back up.
Secondly, our street has been torn up and is just one great mud slick after
a couple days of rain. They just poured new curbs, gutters and driveway
aprons which need to cure so there is no way I could possibly go out. I see
enough of the outdoors coming back in, though, on my kids.
While it sucks that this happened, we are all learning so much from it. The
real message, it seems to me today, is that we all need to slow down. Make
two trips. Hold the rail. Splurge on a new pair of shoes that have actual
treads.....
Elizabeth
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This is great that you are seeing the positiveness in this!
Take Care,
Kelli,
ejcrewe@... wrote:
> Going out involves a wheelchair through the dirt, a couple of scary bumps,funeral
> and getting into a van in the alley behind my house. I've been to a
>seems,
> and to the doctor. I never want to go anywhere again in my life (it
> right now).Thanks for your words of encouragement. I know that 8 weeks of no weight is
>
> Sandra
>
going to be followed by something else and something else until I'm healed.
they try to sugar coat it by not telling the patient everything, but that's
really not helpful.
Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair.
We rearranged my living quarters today, which has cheered me up immensely. I
have problems with claustrophobia, so all the stuff in here was making me
nuts. Now the kids can play at my feet and I can be involved in their stuff
more. and now that the pain is better, I want to be involved more.
My kids are little, 3 and 4, so this is rough on them. On the other hand,
they are learning an awful lot. Nathan thoroughly inspected the wheelchair
to figure out how it works today. They want and ask to bring me things,
usually not when I want it or what I want, though. And generally they are
taking it in stride. They are learning a whole lot about community and
family and love and support and caring for each other. I'm not distracted by
doing, so I'm better able to listen. and I have a much stronger respect for
mothers with physical disabilities.
On the whole going out thing, I can totally relate. First of all, I hold my
breath whenever anyone goes down the basement stairs until they come back up.
Secondly, our street has been torn up and is just one great mud slick after
a couple days of rain. They just poured new curbs, gutters and driveway
aprons which need to cure so there is no way I could possibly go out. I see
enough of the outdoors coming back in, though, on my kids.
While it sucks that this happened, we are all learning so much from it. The
real message, it seems to me today, is that we all need to slow down. Make
two trips. Hold the rail. Splurge on a new pair of shoes that have actual
treads.....
Elizabeth
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Kelli Traaseth
Sandra,
I like your "oversharing", it makes me laugh, and that is so needed sometimes!
Especially right now for me, I have this horrible sinus thing going on, so I'm up at the computer at 3:00 a.m., there was my sharing.
Kelli
SandraDodd@... wrote:OVERSHARING below; feel free to go on by...
In a message dated 10/26/02 8:46:48 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair. >>
When I broke my leg the other time, years ago, 1985, my mother in law drove
four hours and gave me an enema.
She had been a nurse and so she knew that narcotic would constipate you.
Wasn't that nice of her?
EEEeeek.
But it did cause me to consider that this time and to press the hospital to
take means.
Someone said, "Oh, that little brown pill they gave you the day after
surgery. That's what that's for.
Well...
Since the plan for me was to get me out of the hospital before the conference
was over I wasn't given the little brown pill. <g>
I'm okay now. And if I start not to be, I'll drink instant hot chocolate.
That'll do me.
Sandra
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I like your "oversharing", it makes me laugh, and that is so needed sometimes!
Especially right now for me, I have this horrible sinus thing going on, so I'm up at the computer at 3:00 a.m., there was my sharing.
Kelli
SandraDodd@... wrote:OVERSHARING below; feel free to go on by...
In a message dated 10/26/02 8:46:48 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< Yikes about the bedpan. My mother in law just emptied my potty chair. >>
When I broke my leg the other time, years ago, 1985, my mother in law drove
four hours and gave me an enema.
She had been a nurse and so she knew that narcotic would constipate you.
Wasn't that nice of her?
EEEeeek.
But it did cause me to consider that this time and to press the hospital to
take means.
Someone said, "Oh, that little brown pill they gave you the day after
surgery. That's what that's for.
Well...
Since the plan for me was to get me out of the hospital before the conference
was over I wasn't given the little brown pill. <g>
I'm okay now. And if I start not to be, I'll drink instant hot chocolate.
That'll do me.
Sandra
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