Leroy is home

Hello,

Today, I got to the hospital at about one o’clock. When the nurse saw me going in his room, she asked, “Are you his ride home?”

With my yes, she proceeded to say, “He will be ready on about an hour.”

I was pleased with the timing.

On the way home from the hospital we stopped at the church so Leroy could bring that laptop home. He needs to prepare a sermon for a funeral tomorrow. He had started that sermon, but not done much work on it.

At home, he fussed around with this and that before he announced that he was tired. So he took a nap followed by a snack. His watch battery had stopped. It took both of us, serious persistence, and luck to get it changed and working once more. Neither of us had seen such a complicated watch insides that needed to be removed and set aside just to get the battery out. As you might imagine getting it back together was another trick. It works but the display is a bit askew.

Leroy will have a colonoscopy next week as well as a visit with his primary doctor.

We have talked about all of the things that were lucky about this episode. I was home to help him. The hospital is only about two miles away. He did not break many bones. He was not wearing his glasses. He did not hit anything on the way down, but the floor. He was not hitting cement. We have insurance. The view from Leroy’s eighth floor window was spectacular. He said the sun rise this morning was especially nice. He liked the food. He tolerated well being woken during the night to have blood readings and maybe something else assessed. We are fortunate.

Some negatives are. His glasses hurt on his face/nose. He had to pull off many sticky testing circles that grabbed on to much of his hair as they came off. The hospital staff had him do most it because they knew it would hurt. Where the needle was in his arm had to be done by a staff person. Leroy lived through it.

Paula