Cliff's instructions were to take three five-minute walks daily. He didn't want to do it because he's so weak and sore, but he's done two of his walks already today and admitted that the second one was easier than the first. (Since I started this entry, he's taken yet another, longer walk.) He wanted an egg for breakfast, but after one bite realized he did not want an egg after all. This has happened to everything he's tasted since surgery, down to and including water. He is forcing down the Ensure a couple of times daily, as much as he hates it. He actually appeared to be enjoying a piece of toast he had for lunch, and is now eating a piece of toast with peanut butter. Progress indeed.
We are dealing with the Jackson-Pratt drain pretty well, although the plastic cup the hospital sent home with us for measuring purposes has disappeared, possibly in the depths of Cliff's brother's trunk. It's OK, I have a measuring cup I'm using. The nurse said I could record the amounts of the fluids in either CCs or ounces, so ounces it is.
Cliff admits to some depression, but at present he is Web-surfing and looking pretty chipper. Things are looking up.
I awoke this morning to find the cows in the little clover patch I allow them in sometimes. I had not opened the gate, but they discovered a large gap in the fence overnight. I'm not much of a fence-builder, but I dragged a cattle panel down there and covered the opening in the fence, using rusty baling wire to hold it in place.
Toast with peanut butter is one of my favorite snacks. Glad Cliff is enjoying at least that much. Tis true that the more he moves around the less sore he will be. Hope you don't have to mend many more fences. Take good care!
ReplyDeleteIt will be slow going for Cliff for a while. He needs to keep his spirits up, though. Those cows of yours are pretty clever finding that hole to slip through.
ReplyDeleteI'm praising the Lord that Cliff is making progress, if slow... we've been praying for him and for you on the Day of Prayer everytime a name pops into our heads which is often. Blessings and love, Penny
ReplyDeleteSounds like improvement. Sorry he does not share my love of Ensure. lol Peanut butter on toast is a good thing. Glad to hear he is meeting the docs orders to walk.
ReplyDeleteGood news indeed. Hope it continues.
ReplyDeleteWhere there's a will there's a way with the fence building.
ReplyDeleteSo good to hear Cliff is eating a bit, peanut butter toast is probably a good meal for him! Them cow's of yours keep you on your toes don't they? Take care, Wendy
ReplyDeleteFingers crossed that Cliff continues to enjoy his toast, and maybe finds a few other things to tempt him as well. Gotta get him feeling better!
ReplyDeleteThe more he can do (even small things) the better he'll feel and WILL improve! Great job on the eating too.
ReplyDeleteI am glad to hear he is home at last. It was several months before I felt like myself after that surgery. And I did not have the issues he had.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes for the both of you.
I know how it is when ones husband is sick. Very stressful.
That is funny about the chickens. I bet you will get them roosting in no time.
You are very resourceful!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Cliff is eating a little, and that it's easier to take some walks. My best to both of you!