Mom did well at the doc’s office today. No screaming. She did not remember going there last week. She does remember Dr. Schwartz, says he looks like a kid. I don’t necessarily agree. Last week when they were taking her to surgery she called him Doogie Howser, lol. Talk about pulling something out of thin air. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doogie_Howser,_M.D.
Dr. said she’s healing nicely. Mom demanded to know why he didn’t operate on her shoulder and he said because he didn’t need to. “Oh” she said.
He said she doesn’t need the sling anymore and the stitches should come out next week. Said something about a couple of weeks longer and can’t remember for the life of me what he said.
He wrote a prescription for a certified hand therapist, who will make a special splint for her, along with therapy for the wrist. She needs to have xrays done, social workers office is arranging all of that, and I have her appt for next week set up along with transportation arranged.
She’s got an appointment for 11 am – ewwww – next Wednesday.
Somethings wrong with her. She only wanted one cigarette today. Birds fell from the sky when she refused a second one, lol.
She wanted to know today “how she ended up in this place.” Her memory is so odd. One minute she can tell you in detail what happened, the next, not so much. Today she remembered pulling glass out of her face, but doesn’t remember pushing the button to call the alarm place. Last week she did remember this. Says she has diarrhea all the time. I don’t know how. Percocets are the worst for constipating you. She said one of the Haitians (who in real life is really a Cuban) is mean to her.