Where do I begin. He was diagnosed with diabetes after he got a staph infection on the to of his foot. He had surgery and they had to remove a large piece that if he doesn't take care of it could result in the loss of his toe or foot. he is going home from the hospital with a wound vac and apic line. He insists that he can do everything by himself but didn't see why after seeing physical therapy why he was being made to stay another night in the hospital. He has to use a walker because of the pic line which is in his arm, so he can't use crutches. And when the therapist gave him suggestions as to how to go up the stairs, he want able to do it. But magically he seemed to think he could do out at home to get into the assortment. He said the surgeon said he could put minimal pressure on the for with the injury. We tried to reason with him that the chart said barely any, like that what you would use on an egg.
Sorry, i'm sure my thoughts sound scattered. Bottom line is he was so mad last night he ordered me out of his hospital room. I continued to tak to the nurses and physical therapist. They said his strength was not anywhere close. My husband weighs 100 more than I do. Of he fell there is no way I could catch him. He wouldn't even hear of a rehab place to build his strength. I get he wants to come home. I wasn't him home. But I want him home safely.
I called his parents to get their input. Part of me regretted doing that but part of me was relieved because they are behind me 100%. But this will make my husband even more resentful. I dint think he knows, but as out was when he told me to leave, he said I sabotaged his whole progress and depressed him.
I'm going back today at noon today to see what progress he made with more physical therapy. That is if he allowed himself to calm down. He told the nurse after cussing at her that he wasn't thing to do therapy because they wouldn't let him go home. Childish, huh.
She tried to reason with him last night when I wasn't in the room. I was calling his parents. But she told me that she had tried to tell him what could happen if he isn't careful. That what may have happened is that no one was aware of the stairs or the surgeon didn't realize he wasn't using crutches. She tried to be encouraging while st the same time emphasizing tr seriousness of what her is facing.
I think he could be in denial of allot. Heck, it scares me so it had to scare him too. But rather than include me he keeps saying everything is fine, he can handle it. I dint know how much to believe he can handle it versus believing what I observe.
One of my friends came over last night and calmed me down but now I just feel depressed and like ask I have done is dig a hole that is casing me in around me.