Tuesday, June 26, 2007
another fall
Last week when my mom was at the doctor, I suggested that she get some more PT as her mobility seems to be getting worse.
Yesterday my father left a message that they didn't go to the PT appt because my mother had fallen the day before. WTF? They had gone to a family party (which I opted out of). I asked my father how she fell and he said ... she just fell. Ugh. Kind of defensive. I said well, um, how about where? He said as she was getting out of the car back at the apt. And it wasn't her back, it was her leg. It was black and blue and they were icing it.
Okay. Let's see. They are both on coumidin and all I hear about that stuff is that it is dangerous if you fall because it prevents clotting. They know this. So I said he should call the doctor. You think? They wanted her to get an xray to see if she was bleeding but my father didn't think he could get her out of the apt. Does this sound familiar? And if they call an ambulance, they get taken to any hospital not the revered (by them, not me) GBMC. That is why we got a private ambulance last time to the tune of $400.
Well they sent someone with a portable xray. Haven't heard anything back yet.
My father was supposed to go to the VA for an appt. this morning but he just called and said that she still wasn't out of bed. She was awake but didn't feel like getting up so he wasn't going to the appt. I had planned to go over and be with her when he was at the VA.
Last week they went to another CCRC (continuing care retirement community) and my father said he was thinking they might move there. In a couple of months. I just can't see it. I can't see them packing up that apt. He was happy because it is just as big as their apt so they wouldn't have to get rid of anything. OMG. They have so much shit. All these little ornaments and stuff. They will definately need my help but it is not exactly good timing since I am having surgery on July 30 and will be out of commission for a couple of weeks.
ack.
Thing is she fell both times with my father who is not steady on his feet at all. They really do need care and to stop going places without someone else to help them.
It is a shame that my father thinks I am so horrible and could never live with me. It would be a good solution but it ain't gonna happen.
You know when I went with my mother to the cardiologist he said he thought if my mother was falling that maybe they should take her off the coumidin. He was going to send a note to her PCP. It is a gamble. If they fall, they could bleed to death. If they don't take the stuff, they could have a stroke. Who knows. But since the PCP didn't take her off of it, he must feel the risk of bleeding is less than the risk of a stroke.
And so it goes ....
Yesterday my father left a message that they didn't go to the PT appt because my mother had fallen the day before. WTF? They had gone to a family party (which I opted out of). I asked my father how she fell and he said ... she just fell. Ugh. Kind of defensive. I said well, um, how about where? He said as she was getting out of the car back at the apt. And it wasn't her back, it was her leg. It was black and blue and they were icing it.
Okay. Let's see. They are both on coumidin and all I hear about that stuff is that it is dangerous if you fall because it prevents clotting. They know this. So I said he should call the doctor. You think? They wanted her to get an xray to see if she was bleeding but my father didn't think he could get her out of the apt. Does this sound familiar? And if they call an ambulance, they get taken to any hospital not the revered (by them, not me) GBMC. That is why we got a private ambulance last time to the tune of $400.
Well they sent someone with a portable xray. Haven't heard anything back yet.
My father was supposed to go to the VA for an appt. this morning but he just called and said that she still wasn't out of bed. She was awake but didn't feel like getting up so he wasn't going to the appt. I had planned to go over and be with her when he was at the VA.
Last week they went to another CCRC (continuing care retirement community) and my father said he was thinking they might move there. In a couple of months. I just can't see it. I can't see them packing up that apt. He was happy because it is just as big as their apt so they wouldn't have to get rid of anything. OMG. They have so much shit. All these little ornaments and stuff. They will definately need my help but it is not exactly good timing since I am having surgery on July 30 and will be out of commission for a couple of weeks.
ack.
Thing is she fell both times with my father who is not steady on his feet at all. They really do need care and to stop going places without someone else to help them.
It is a shame that my father thinks I am so horrible and could never live with me. It would be a good solution but it ain't gonna happen.
You know when I went with my mother to the cardiologist he said he thought if my mother was falling that maybe they should take her off the coumidin. He was going to send a note to her PCP. It is a gamble. If they fall, they could bleed to death. If they don't take the stuff, they could have a stroke. Who knows. But since the PCP didn't take her off of it, he must feel the risk of bleeding is less than the risk of a stroke.
And so it goes ....
