Monday, February 2, 2009
Well, This Has Been One Hell Of A Day...........
Just for starters, Stephen managed to break his ankle in three places by slipping on the ice whilst picking up the mail. Of course, I was indoors and cleaning the house, so I didn't hear him yelling for help. The dogs were barking and I figured he was down in the garage futzing around with the stack of wood pellets. He managed to drag himself to the downstairs door and yell loud enough. At first, I couldn't quite connect the noise I was hearing and then I realized he was screaming "Help". I ran downstairs and Holy Shit! What an ankle! Or perhaps an "angle" because his foot was not facing the correct direction! He was pissed at me for not hearing him sooner and in his Steve way insisted I make him some coffee before racing to the ER. The car was still running and sitting at the end of the driveway. Reluctantly, I gave him his coffee, even though I knew this meant surgery. Retrieved the car and parked it as close as I could to where he was downstairs. Practically carried him to the car and off we went. It's a 35 minute drive, I got us there in 20 without a ticket. He had not only broken it, but dislocated it as well. So with some awesome drugs and an IV, Mr.Pearson went to babbling while the ER Doc reduced the dislocation and fracture. The Ortho Surgeon was called and then Cardiology to see him in order to clear him for immediate surgery. The good news is that even with his heart history and the fact that he had an MI at aged 35yrs and was told he needed a bypass then and never got one, the Cardiologist was impressed. He has great heart function and there was nothing in the ECHO that showed he had any damage from all those years ago. He is on a beta-blocker and Lipitor and low dose aspirin. I actually cried and could have just kissed that Cardiologist because he said his job is to put the CV surgeons out of business. I love this guy! But I still hadn't brushed my teeth and yeah what a mess we must have looked like. I was still in chore clothes and hadn't even showered yet. So off to surgery he went. I made the anesthesiologist promise me he'd be ok. The Ortho Surgeon said it would take only an hour to plate and screw everything and sure enough it was only an hour. The nurses were phenomenal and so were the Docs. I am a snot when it comes to health care as we all know why now don't we. They have and are taking great care of him. He is there overnight and it will be a long recovery, but he gets to come home tomorrow. I stayed as long as I could and once he got his pain medicine and the Valium I asked fore, fore him, he settled into sleep and I will be back there bright and early tomorrow. I had called Jeremiah and asked him to please come and feed the animals and take the dogs out for me and turn everything off and like the champ he is, he did. Thank God for Jeremiah. He always comes through for us when we need him most. A great friend indeed. I finally got home at 9:30pm to let the dogs out and refill the pellet burners and so on. Still trying to get a hold of his kids, but no one seems to pick up their phones, however it is early morning for them over there in England. Of course then my friend Kaylee payed me another visit and I let go this time. I used a word only reserved for certain people I truly believe deserve it. So to Kaylee I now say this. You claim I am sick for "bragging" about what I was trained for. Well, my dear, it's being proud of what you do and you don't come out of school knowing it all, ever. Health care is an art and a science. It takes years of experience to be good at it. And you are always learning because it is always changing. And I am good at it. And confident. That my darling, is what makes good Doctors and Nurses. And I am proud to be a part of it. And if you call that bragging , well, then maybe it is. The Doctors and Nurses I encountered tonight at this hospital my husband is in are confident and cocky and smart and experienced. They know what they are doing, the same that I do. And I for one am grateful to have them there. So I am done playing with you now. I have enough on my plate, I do not want you to visit this blog any longer unless it is to apologize for being an ass. And as for my last comment to you, I will apologize for using such language. Waukesha Memorial You people rock!
Posted by Callie at 9:10 PM