After a horrible night of listening to Mac cough his lungs out and groan about his sore arm and sore shoulder, decided to phone infosante...before I forget, that's 811 for those in Quebec, and let me tell you the nurses there are absolutely the best. It was about 3;00a.m. Mac had been moaning since 2;00 am. or so ...when i finally decided that yes it's great that I'm here but I'm not making things better. Mac must have said 50 times or more how wonderful that i was there, and hallelujah, he couldn't believe Janet was with him in his agony..but Janet was beginning to be more than nervous...was this man having a heart attack with his sore shoulder, neck, arm..etc. That's when i said, that's it, i'm calling Info Sante...
The nurse was so good, listened, asked the right questions, and finally suggested I call 911 and get him to a hospital where they could make a complete diagnosis..when I told Mac, he said, I'm fine I'll stay home...after groaning myself, and explaining, we were calling about him, not ME...I told the nurse he won't go, is there something i can do, besides wait and see if he gets worse... She suggested cold compress on his left shoulder and neck. So hung up, ran and got a bag of frozen corn, wrapped it in a soft towel and placed it on his shoulder. That's better he said, and then i gave him a strong tylenol, she said that would be o.k. as well...and finally he went to sleep, of course i stayed awake to make sure ....till we got up..
The nurse also suggested I get him to his doc...so in the morning after I got the clothes out of the dryer, finding i had absentmindedly thrown the frozen bag of corn in with the wash...cleaning things up, i called not only the doc, but the social worker from the CLSC who was supposed to be on our case for over 2 mos now...The end result is the social worker came, gave me all kinds of great ideas for making this house more friendly, for Mac, that is, a special seat on the toilets...a kind of pole by his bed so he can get up easier, a special seat for the bath so he can sit his way into the bath...(haven't seen that but anyway)...possibly a walker, that's a laugh, he won't use a cane, but on she went...She found him to be so on target, till she found out that he didn't know what day it was , time or place...but he is so good in the moment, as i've mentioned. I'm not allowed to help him out of his chair, it's good exercise for him to do it himself..and to make sure, i have to mention all this to the doc...We will be at the doc's walk in clinic at 8;00 a.m. with a few quesstions and hopefully get some answers...
Maybe even get something other than a pill for my swollen knee - hopefully a referral to a bone specialist or perhaps an x-ray...when i mentioned this to Mac, he said, right you go to the doc tomorrow, i'm fine i'll stay home....oh sure - like that's going to happen.....g'nite.
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