We Will Fight
Those words stem from the fact that Larry's leg and foot have been badly swollen the last few days, so on top of everything else, we are dealing with wondering what is causing that. My biggest worries there are an infection, or blood clot. The doctor told us when he released Larry after that foot and leg were injured that it was possible it could become infected again, or develop other problems. Fortunately we have FINALLY gotten the nurse's attention and now hopefully the doctors. We need to find out what is causing that before he moves around a lot doing anymore PT.
For a little while I felt old Grimsy once more trying to inch closer. And felt as if Larry was going to wind up battling an infection or blood clot. But, I'm slightly more cheerful now, and feel a pissed off Grimsy farther in the background now. Oh yeah, I feel you my old friend. But, Grimsy, you kissed me thrice one dark rainy night long ago. But I escaped, and made it back from across the veil all three times. You WILL NOT take my man without one hell of a battle from us both! I know you well, fear you not. I wept a river of tears one day after they told me of your imminent arrival. Then Mr. Grinch heard the "Hospice" word, and made it clear he was not yet ready for your cold embrace. Against the odds, he began to steadily improve, until even the doctors were raising eyebrows every time they saw him. And he still continues to do so despite what would have been set backs for a less determined man. So take that old scythe of yours and wield it elsewhere for now. As with all of us, one day, or night, your time will come. But not right now for Mr. Grinch. I suggest you take a holiday on this one for now.
I saw when I visited him, that despite the swelling, he is still improving. So much so he is getting back to his usual grumpy self. The grumpy self that got him that Mr. Grinch nickname. He wants out of what he calls Zombieland. I understand that, and keep assuring him we are going to get him out of there as quickly as we safely can. I told him if nothing else, when the swelling in his foot and leg are under control, I'm taking him outside for a little while. His eyes widened and he got a horrified look on his face as he asked, "In the sun?" I replied, "Yes, In the sun. You are NOT vampire. You will NOT explode in sunlight. It might even make you less grumpy." I saw the expression on his face and quickly added. "Okay, pigs might fly first on that last one."
Right now, I am listening to the sound of a little rain on the RV roof. I personally hope we get a frog strangling gully washer. I know the grass, trees, plants, rivers, creeks and lakes are with me on that forlorn hope. Mother Nature has not blessed with the rain we need here. We are once more under burn bans. But at least it isn't quite as bad as it was that year the fire swept through here.
I think for a long time to come, whenever it rains I'm going to think of Mr. Grinch and I sitting on the edge of his bed yesterday watching the rain through the window in his room. I was so glad I managed to time it so perfectly, and got back in time for us to do that.
Oh what a roller coaster ride this is! Just got off the phone with Mr. Grinch. It is a clot causing the swelling in his leg. So very glad we insisted on them finding out what was causing that before they did anymore PT that could have caused it to move! The doctors and nurses are now working on getting the clot dissolved. Once that is accomplished, he can go back to doing the PT he needs to.
