Tuesday evening was the scariest of all. Muddear had fallen asleep in her wheelchair and Mike not only picked her up, he also placed Muddear in the bed and covered her. Not a sound did she make. Finally, I placed a phone call to Muddear's assigned RN to discuss and was advised to call her physician first thing in the morning to schedule a home visit. There was nothing else to be done. Please understand that we have experienced similar behavior in the past and after consults with Muddear's primary care physician and the ER doctors we decided on the best course of action. That being, allow Muddear to pass peacefully at home should that time arise, as long as she is not in any pain.
I then decided to change Muddear's clothes and clean her up a bit. Why? I just wanted to make sure that if tragedy should strike during the night, that Muddear was clean and wearing a fresh gown. Perhaps a morbid thought, but one that gave me peace nonetheless. Imagine my surprise when proceeding to change Muddear's clothes that she shot right up and said... "What's going on here!" Mike was so tickled he had to leave the room. Her behavior was simply unexplainable. All I can say is Muddear strikes again! :-)
2 comments:
I don't think that was a morbid thought to clean her up. I mean you never know right? And anyway, everyone appreciates being clean...mostly.
Seniors,
I love your sense of humor. And you are right... you just never know. If it were me, I would want to be clean. Wouldn't you? :-)
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