Preparations
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wiseheartMore Mum-related stuff behind the tag; feel free to ignore it.
I've organized a great deal of stuff for Mum's return. We already have the walking aid, and Edith, my young colleague, came over with her hubby today and showed me how to fix the raised seat to the toilet. It isn't all that complicated... once you've understood how to do it.
H. (Little Emma's grandmother) told me that they still have a great amount of diapers for adults in original packages. They used them for her mother-in-law (Mum's sister-in-law) when she was in the last phase of her Altzheimer's and they didn't throw away the unused ones, just in case someone might need them. Now we'll get them for the night - for the first time when Mum won't be able just hop out of bed and run to the loo whenever necessary.
For daytime, with the help of a colleague who's more internet-savvy than I am, we've ordered (or rather will order tomorrow) a so-called room toilet. At least that's what it's called in Hungarian. Basically, it's a chair with a hole in it seat and a chamber pot set into that hole. Again, for the first time, since the way to the loo is not short from the living room and there are two thresholds in the way.
We're still working on getting a physiotherapist that would come to us. The family doctor said she can't get one until Mum is released, and afterwards it would take a minimum of three weeks(!!!) to get one, so we are trying for other possibilities. Mum asked the physiotherapist at the hospital if she'd come privately (for payment, of course), and the lady said she'll give her answer tomorrow. She apparently lives near us (only a 5-minute-drive away), so I hope by God that she'll say yes. If not, another colleague suggested that I seek out a former pupil of us who's a physiotherapist and whose kid is now going to our school. I was her teacher for 4 years and liked her a lot; so, even if she can't do it, I feel that I can trust anyone she might suggest. *fingers crossed*
So, the only point that needs to be worked on is the additional mattress, as Mum's bed is way too low and it would be difficult (not to mention perhaps painful) to get up from it. Unfortunately, it's an oddly shaped piece of furniture, so standard mattresses won't work. Another colleague has hunted down a firm that makes individual mattresses and mailed them with the request. Now we are waiting for an answer.
There's no hope that the mattress will arrive before Mum, so we are thinking of temporary solutions right now. Wish us luck.
Update: I've just talked to Mum's surgeon. They'll release her on Friday. But the really scary thing is that I'll have to inject her the anti-coagulant every day myself. Jesus, I'm really, really in panic!
I've organized a great deal of stuff for Mum's return. We already have the walking aid, and Edith, my young colleague, came over with her hubby today and showed me how to fix the raised seat to the toilet. It isn't all that complicated... once you've understood how to do it.
H. (Little Emma's grandmother) told me that they still have a great amount of diapers for adults in original packages. They used them for her mother-in-law (Mum's sister-in-law) when she was in the last phase of her Altzheimer's and they didn't throw away the unused ones, just in case someone might need them. Now we'll get them for the night - for the first time when Mum won't be able just hop out of bed and run to the loo whenever necessary.
For daytime, with the help of a colleague who's more internet-savvy than I am, we've ordered (or rather will order tomorrow) a so-called room toilet. At least that's what it's called in Hungarian. Basically, it's a chair with a hole in it seat and a chamber pot set into that hole. Again, for the first time, since the way to the loo is not short from the living room and there are two thresholds in the way.
We're still working on getting a physiotherapist that would come to us. The family doctor said she can't get one until Mum is released, and afterwards it would take a minimum of three weeks(!!!) to get one, so we are trying for other possibilities. Mum asked the physiotherapist at the hospital if she'd come privately (for payment, of course), and the lady said she'll give her answer tomorrow. She apparently lives near us (only a 5-minute-drive away), so I hope by God that she'll say yes. If not, another colleague suggested that I seek out a former pupil of us who's a physiotherapist and whose kid is now going to our school. I was her teacher for 4 years and liked her a lot; so, even if she can't do it, I feel that I can trust anyone she might suggest. *fingers crossed*
So, the only point that needs to be worked on is the additional mattress, as Mum's bed is way too low and it would be difficult (not to mention perhaps painful) to get up from it. Unfortunately, it's an oddly shaped piece of furniture, so standard mattresses won't work. Another colleague has hunted down a firm that makes individual mattresses and mailed them with the request. Now we are waiting for an answer.
There's no hope that the mattress will arrive before Mum, so we are thinking of temporary solutions right now. Wish us luck.
Update: I've just talked to Mum's surgeon. They'll release her on Friday. But the really scary thing is that I'll have to inject her the anti-coagulant every day myself. Jesus, I'm really, really in panic!
