Well, it's all relative, isn't it? Our wild weekend meant we spent Saturday night at our apartment--the place we'll move into when Seth becomes an outpatient. Our outpatient apartment is in Building 62 (the military is so creative with its building titles . . .), which is a new facility built exclusively for wounded warriors. It is new, beautiful and bigger than it should be--meaning, I wish we didn't need to house so many of these guys.
Seth missed his hospital bed, but he did OK getting himself in and out of bed and around the place in his wheelchair. We took an exploratory walk across the installation and saw several white-tailed deer. We watched the BYU-Utah game (using "game" generously). Today we mostly lounged around and headed back to the hospital this evening. Seth couldn't wait to get back to his comfy bed; I dreaded returning.
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| Seth's plethora of prescriptions |
The most intimidating thing about our foray into our future outpatient life was all the medications, including his blood thinner, which is given by injection. Three syringes were in our bag of prescriptions--no one showed us how to give an injection and neither of us was about to try, so he missed today's injection.
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| eating our first meal in our new place |
We both had quite a bit of anxiety about being on our own, but it went well and made me look forward to next weekend. There is a chance Seth will be fully outpatient by then.
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| the view from our window |
Fully outpatient! Can you believe you're finally there? And just think... you can get a nursing degree when you get home! ;) I'm still praying for you and Seth and all of the wounded warriors often.
ReplyDeleteWow! That is amazing. What a huge step! Great yet intimidating changes. What an amazing mother you are Sylvia! What a courageous solider Seth is. Our prayers are with you!
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