Part III
So, how many parts is this going to have??? LOL
Craig made it through surgery with flying colors. He had 44 staples in his head. I don't remember how to do a cut so sorry if this grosses people out but I think it's interesting.
Craig's head three days after his craniotomy
Craig was in acute care for five days then moved to a neurological rehabilitation hospital. He was recovering well, but still had just had a craniotomy and was going to need 24/7 supervision for a minimum of 12 weeks.
I spent a good deal of time debating about school: It was my last semester. I'd already spent three weeks at my clinical site, but I figured out that frankly, I couldn't think about school. I tried to do my reading while sitting in Craig's hospital room but I would read a page and realize I couldn't remember what any of it said. I finally figured out I couldn't do it, not this time. I don't know if I'm older and wiser than the last time when he was ill when I worked and ran back and forth to the hospital. But maybe I realized I was just older and more tired! ;-) I knew I couldn't finish the semester. The staff and faculty were lovely. They figured out that I wouldn't get my money back if I dropped, but if they gave me incompletes I could come back the following semester and not have to pay again. So that's what I did.
Craig stayed in rehab for 10 days and came home on a Friday night. Saturday morning, we made a run to the grocery store (as we had nothing to eat in the house). As we pulled in the driveway, a friend stopped by to see us and see how we were doing. It was a beautiful day so I left my friend and Craig on the front porch to chat as I continued to bring stuff in from the car. I suddenly hear a "OH NO!": Mac, our 100 lb (Is that about 7 stone?)dog had gotten excited and knocked Craig off the porch.
And yes, he broke his elbow....and yes, it needed surgery. So, again, my choice to miss that semester was probably a good one. (And like Craig's head injury where the neurosurgeon said "I've never seen anyone with this level of hematoma still walking and talking" Dr. K, the orthopedic surgeon said to Craig "I'm the elbow guy in this area, I'm glad I was on call when you came in. Your elbow break isn't in any textbook, my friend."
Now at this point, thinking I'm going to be brought up on charges of abuse or Munchhausen by proxy syndrome!
So by December, Craig has his surgeries, his rehab, his therapy and is doing well and all seems okay....or does it? ;-)
More as I can!
Craig made it through surgery with flying colors. He had 44 staples in his head. I don't remember how to do a cut so sorry if this grosses people out but I think it's interesting.
Craig's head three days after his craniotomy
Craig was in acute care for five days then moved to a neurological rehabilitation hospital. He was recovering well, but still had just had a craniotomy and was going to need 24/7 supervision for a minimum of 12 weeks.
I spent a good deal of time debating about school: It was my last semester. I'd already spent three weeks at my clinical site, but I figured out that frankly, I couldn't think about school. I tried to do my reading while sitting in Craig's hospital room but I would read a page and realize I couldn't remember what any of it said. I finally figured out I couldn't do it, not this time. I don't know if I'm older and wiser than the last time when he was ill when I worked and ran back and forth to the hospital. But maybe I realized I was just older and more tired! ;-) I knew I couldn't finish the semester. The staff and faculty were lovely. They figured out that I wouldn't get my money back if I dropped, but if they gave me incompletes I could come back the following semester and not have to pay again. So that's what I did.
Craig stayed in rehab for 10 days and came home on a Friday night. Saturday morning, we made a run to the grocery store (as we had nothing to eat in the house). As we pulled in the driveway, a friend stopped by to see us and see how we were doing. It was a beautiful day so I left my friend and Craig on the front porch to chat as I continued to bring stuff in from the car. I suddenly hear a "OH NO!": Mac, our 100 lb (Is that about 7 stone?)dog had gotten excited and knocked Craig off the porch.
And yes, he broke his elbow....and yes, it needed surgery. So, again, my choice to miss that semester was probably a good one. (And like Craig's head injury where the neurosurgeon said "I've never seen anyone with this level of hematoma still walking and talking" Dr. K, the orthopedic surgeon said to Craig "I'm the elbow guy in this area, I'm glad I was on call when you came in. Your elbow break isn't in any textbook, my friend."
Now at this point, thinking I'm going to be brought up on charges of abuse or Munchhausen by proxy syndrome!
So by December, Craig has his surgeries, his rehab, his therapy and is doing well and all seems okay....or does it? ;-)
More as I can!