I'm hoping not to bore you with all this (ZZZzzzzzz), but since it's our life right now, most anything else has taken a backseat.
Papa Pea negotiated the stairs up to his office yesterday. Very slowly and carefully with a death grip on the railing . . . and without any pain. We worked up there for 45 minutes or so rearranging a bit to make sure his pathway to and from desk and work area was free of obstacles that might reach out and trip him. (Not an easy task in that absent-minded-professor-mess he cultivates up there.) I am regularly thankful his lair is up and away, out of sight of anyone in our house. Especially me (!) since having to look at that organized (or so he maintains) jumbled clutter-mess would drive me right over the edge.
He managed coming back down the stairs by backing down as his mean old wife wouldn't let him try ascending in the normal manner. All went well and, praise be, dear daughter moved his computer set-up from the kitchen table and reinstalled it up in his office when she stopped on her way home from work. Wa-hoo, I have my kitchen back to (nearly) normal.
Yesterday I picked up two of those "pronged" canes for him to try using instead of the walker. Although he doesn't look quite as steady on them yet, he used them a bit until I (mean old wife again) insisted he go back to the walker so he didn't over-tax different muscles right off the bat.
The best news of all is that he had his most restful night's sleep last night. He still can't turn into any position but on his back when lying down, but we may have figured out the right combination of pain meds and sleep aids to enable him to get some longer periods of shut-eye which is so necessary for healing. Even prior to this good night's sleep, he said he felt better yesterday than since his swan dive off the ladder. Things are looking up!
TQC Journal | issue 55
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