Wow, the middle of the week or “mitvolk” as David calls it, is here. We’ve been meeting ourselves coming and going preparing for his joint replacement surgery next week. This will be joint replacement surgery number three for the old goat.
We’re both surprised he received approval for the surgery as he’s now 86 and we expected Medicare and/or the insurance company would say “no, you’re too old.” At his time of life, he could die anytime, so we thought the insurance or CMS might think the expense frivolous. (He’s outlived most of his high school graduate class, several of whom died during WWII or Korea.) Dr Abbas told us their oldest patient had been 99, however, so apparently, you can keep on kicking as long as your heart can take the surgery.
David passed muster with the pre-op medical so he’s almost good to go. We have three more tasks this week:
1/ return a call to the surgeon’s office about benefits…whatever that means; Perhaps a reference to the immediate in-home nursing care and physical therapy he will receive the first two weeks. (I’ve already set up the PT and medical appointments for after the two-week period at home.)
2/ speak with the pre-op nurse today about his meds, and other stuff the medical staff need to know and confirm;
3/ more blood work on Friday..this in case he needs a transfusion. Also he will receive the sterile wipes and other material he will use the morning of the surgery.
Yesterday, we purchased another toilet frame that he can use to lift and lower himself after surgery and he dug out the shower stool. He has finally acknowledged he needs these items.
This surgery is different from the first two where he had to go to a nursing home for two weeks. Apparently, the medical establishment (ACA) has decided this is no longer necessary. Okay with me, as long as he can help himself and we have in-home help if necessary.
My friend BJ used her long-term care benefits to cover some of her care after her second joint replacement surgery resulted in an infection requiring additional surgery. You see LTC isn’t just for the eventual nursing home most of us women will probably need. It covers other things as well.
Brother Dunstan returns from Europe today. Brother Isaiah will retrieve him from Dulles this afternoon. Before they return to the priory in D.C., Dunstan will stop by Kathy’s house. This past week, she lost her cat, Elf, and has been grieving.
Poor Kathy, four years ago, she adopted three brother kittens and named them Elf, Wisp, and Imp. Two have died, apparently from a congenital defect, and she is distraught. Dunstan was going to stop by here to see David, but I told Kathy we may be on the phone with the pre-op nurse, so I don’t know if that will happen.
Dunstan is writing a book on the history of the church and has been digging through various archives. We exchanged emails while he traveled, and he returned photos of himself eating in various priories (which he also photographed) as he traveled around Germany, Italy and France. It was neat to hear from him as he rode the same train I took when I traveled from Geneva to Paris in the late 1990s.
The last time I traveled in Europe, I lugged a big old clunky laptop from work, and had difficulty finding places to connect the wires as most phones in Europe in the 1990s were hardwired and not ‘plug-in’ jacks…especially in the quaint little places I stayed. Today, planes, trains and even the priories are “wired” for the Internet.
A view from the train platform, Geneva, 1999