Hugh is settling into Homewood and everything is mostly going well. He's had some issues with dizziness, so he's not been able to have much in the way of physical or cardio therapy. According to Mom, Medicare will pay for 20 days at Homewood, so we're hopeful that the dizziness will clear and he can start getting some therapy in soon. They did start Hugh on oxygen today, and that seems to be helping. He's also had some anxiety issues (being cooped up - I wonder why) so they also tossed some mild anti-anxiety meds into his daily cocktail and as of this evening, he is much improved.
According to Mom, he LOVES the food at Homewood (halleluia!). He had a delightful scampi over angel hair pasta for lunch (oh SNAP!) and some tea, pancakes, and bacon for dinner. (How the hell does a heart patient get bacon anyway?)
Mom's friend Judy got everything on Hugh's shopping list, including some snazzy new pjs, etc. Everything that the "man about town" needs when trying to impress at rehab center. I've asked her to put together a list of anything that either of them need that I can pick up on or before Sunday when I drive up there.
Mom also reports that she's gotten to know the nurses and is able to call for periodic updates with relative ease. She says that Hugh's room is right next to the nurses' station - funny only because he told me on Saturday that he HATES being close to the nurses' station because he can't "get away with anything."
Oh, and as chance would have it, Mom has thrown out her back. There's a not-very-pretty story involving retrieving toilet paper from an overhead storage closet that no one really wants to hear. So she's out of visiting commission for a few days. She's slapped on some heating pads and is retiring for the evening. Hopefully she'll recover soon - someone needs to keep Hugh in line.
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