ladykatza

so, my dad was admitted into the hospital this past sunday. he had gotten a defribillator put in a while back. apparently he started to have some swelling around where the unit was in his shoulder, he got some anti-biotics and it started to swell. it got so bad, they made him go in, put him on a anti-biotic drip and then removed it the next day . they have this strange dressing with a seal and a light vacuum to draw away the infection.

the hospital dad was in is 5 minutes away from there so i went to go see him on my lunch breaks. i didn’t see him wednesday because i thought that he was going home, turns out that didn’t happen because of insurance/money issues on in-home care and medication. i’m going to pause here for a moment to tell you that our medical system in this country SUCKS!!!! (see later issue to find out why i feel this way).

anyway, thursday, i went down to help my mother with some chores around the house and do her grocery shopping. she has trouble doing things for herself, and is in one of those electric scooters. i had simon with me, and he was well behaved. mom had lots of fun doing things with him like coloring and making things out of pipe cleaners. at one point, i was busy talking to mom and simon started screaming, and i looked over to find out that he had climbed up the 4 foot bookshelf to get the snowglobe and he dropped it on his face and fell. he started crying because the bottom music box portion fell out and he thought he had broken it. i told him it was OK, we could glue it back. twenty minutes later i realize he’s got this HUGE welt on his cheek. i felt so bad for him.

dad got home late on friday and was feeling/sounding groggy and tired. i’m betting he’s glad to be in his own bed. i’m glad he’s home and hope he takes it as easy as possible.