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And Home to a 911
24 September 2024
As I was about to make dinner, I hear a scream from the bedroom. "Help me! Help me!" Joyce is yelling.
When I get there, she's on the floor, having slipped from the bed while changing her shoes. She can't get up.
This will make an interesting reading for my heart monitor, I think, as I try to lift her from behind under the arm pits to the bed. But she keeps slipping on the floor and can't use her arms to raise her butt high enough to slide back on the bed.
We try this a few times with her screaming and cursing before I give up and call 911 for help. It will take two guys (although three actually helped) to get her on her feet first and then the bed.
I don't let them go before she proves she can stand up from the bed and walk around.
Then I make dinner.
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WE DIDN'T GET through the night, though. She had gone to her room at 3 a.m. to change underwear and, though, standing, her legs were about to collapse when she called for help.
I got her crutches from the corner of the room but she fell with only one under her arm.
I managed to get her on the futon and to replace the Ace bandage she took off the wound that Dr. Tong had just debrided. I covered her with her robe and she spent the night there until she tried to get up at 7:30 and was on the floor again.
I was not inclined to call 911. I told her if she can't stsnd, I'd call an ambulance to take her to the ER.
I got a step ladder from downstairs and lifted her enough so she could move her weight forward, grab the sides of the ladder and get up. She walked around all right, went to the bathroom and got dressed.
Francis the LVN home nurse is coming at 10 a.m. and we'll see what he says.