yesterday and today

Yesterday I got to the hospital at around 8:45 and Mom was sitting in bed having breakfast.  She seemed to be doing fine and she seemed to be in decent spirits.  The day was quite busy.  I talked with her doctor - Doctor Calle who said he understands we were told that the Pulmonary Embolism caused her Atrial Fibrillation but he didn't agree with that.  He said she already had the Atrial Fibrillation and then the Pulmonary Embolism came into play.  Who knows.  Whatever.  At least someone came up with the Pulmonary Embolism which seemed to also be in line with what she was experiencing.  She had Physical Therapy twice, got a nice bath and her hair washed (at my prodding - amazing that the hospital doesn't do this on their own), in the evening had a sonogram done on her legs and of course there was the usual in and out of various medical personnel.  They told us that she would probably be moved to the regular the next day.

So, today is Tuesday, November 13th.  Mom is doing fine but she does seem a little more tired today than she did yesterday.  The doctor has not yet been in today.  When I got here Mom was eating breakfast, grudgingly.  But she knows she should eat so she does a pretty good job of getting the stuff eaten!  When it was time for the physical therapist to take her for a walk, she was too tired to go.  So the physical therapist said she would be back later that day.  She is still on oxygen.   At around 11am or so, Mom was moved out of Intensive Care back up to the regular floor.  Which is a good sign.  We got her settled in her room and then her lunch came which looked to be one of the better lunches she has had in a while - grilled chicken sandwich.
Mom also wanted to take a shower but just didn't feel up to going through all that hassle.  In the meantime, I ran to Walmart to buy some shampoo just in case she felt up to it later on.  Fortunately, a time came up in the afternoon where she needed to be taken to the bathroom and so I suggested that she just go ahead and take a shower then, since she was already up and the nurse's aide was there to help her.  She agreed that would be a good idea so she got her shower in!  She felt so much better after getting a "real" bath.  Getting your hair "dry-washed" just isn't the same, so knowing she had nice clean WET hair lifted her spirits!   I talked with the doctor today about getting some medical equipment for when she goes home, and he said he would order some for her.