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I've Been Busy

I’ve been busy

On May 5th, Ed had open heart surgery, a triple bypass, and a pacemaker was installed. He had a great doctor, had it done at Health Park, premier heart hospital member of the Lee Health system. It is in Fort Myers. It takes 40 minutes to get there over the Midpoint bridge and on to Summerlin, navigating lane changes so that you do not get diverted, which is easy to do. (Translation: this trip terrifies me.) I found an alternate route, that took me back using the Cape Coral bridge, very little traffic. Thank you GPS. Both Sol and Ed put pressure on me to use Uber. I did it once the morning of Ed’s surgery. Sol thought I was going to hang out. Well, not for 8 hours until I might be able to see him. Couldn’t reach her to come back and get me so I called Uber. Driver got there, the destination wasn’t in my phone, driver charged me off the books. Lucky I had cash. It was $35. Not an experience I want to repeat. So I started driving it on my own. The other problem was finding my way out of the very complicated parking lot (interspersed with greenery and patches of flowers – truly beautiful). I finally figured it out.

Ed was finally moved from Health Park to Gulf Coast Village, a senior living facility that has an excellent skilled nursing and rehab unit. He was there when he broke his femur. After a haircut and a shave, he looks much better. Since the days I visited him there, their Covid rules have gone off the wall. You must call before you visit, once there, each time, you must fill out a health questionnaire, stay for only two hours, can’t buy food from the cafeteria nor eat or drink in the room. There is a sandwich/salad bar available in Independent living. The connecting doors are coded. Helpful staff, doing it under the radar, coded me in. Had to swindle my way back. Once there I was waylayed by a busybody who wanted to know why I didn’t have an I.D. badge. Who knew? Once I was forced to go ouside and around the buildings to get to it – took 12 minutes. I was not up to it because my back is super bad. I told the receptionist there that I’d have to go back in a wheelchair unless she could swindle me in. She did that, bless her, and it took under a minute to get back to Ed’s room, where I ate my sandwich, sitting on the floor between the bed and the window where I could not be seen. So there, bloody fascists. I wear my mask, I have had my Covid shots, I keep my distance. Petty bureaucrats feeling important is what I'm thinking.

Ed tells me they’ll release him a week from Saturday, the 29th. He’ll have to do more rehab at home. We’ll switch sides in the bedroom so he can be closer to the bathroom. He is using a walker. He’s doing guardian work on the phone and asking me for things that cannot be found. He has hired Cindy, who just passed the Guardian course, and hopes to learn from Ed. She will do some of the outside trips he has been handling and will handle the filing. Bless her.

Today I saw Anne, my internist’s nurse practitioner. She ordered a full panel of bloodwork to determine if my crippling fatigue is due to anemia (that I am predisposed to have). I was going to drive myself because it’s a snap to get there, but just before leaving my back went ape. Sol, who had the day off from the hospital, drove me and stayed with me. The problem was that my back pain is contained by a lidocaine patch and I had been using the same one for three days. Well, we changed it when we got home. It’s hard for me to apply it on my own as the pain center is between my shoulder blades. A spasm feels like a heart attack. Anne also prescribed Gabapentin which treats neuropathy. I refused to take it a while back because of possible side effects, but I have decided I will try it. My legs burn from the knee down. I’m okay when I’m up and walking but not so good lying down which means the condition can keep me awake at night.

Meanwhile, I share daily e mails with Laura, my very special daughter, who found me after 69 years. We share the minutiae of our lives. She’s says I’m not boring. I can’t wait to see her again, though no plans are afoot. We’ll have to work something out. When I write to her, I sign myself, "Mom, the original," or "First Mom". We we spoke on Mother's day, and she sent me a super lovely card. Her significant other refers to me as his future mother-in-law. She lives in upstate New York, not too far from the city. For New Yorkers, that in my heart I will always be, "the city" ALWAYS means Manhattan.

All of the above, folks, is why I have been off the radar. Will write again soon. Love you all.

xx, Teal

posted on May 27, 2021 1:22 PM ()


In the midst of these adventures in pain, worry, concern, and joy, it’s still amusing to imagine you sitting on a floor rebelliously eating where they told you not to.
comment by drmaus on May 28, 2021 9:38 AM ()
He's well enough to be bored to tears. There's a Greek saying -- "You've eaten the cow, now you can eat the tail." *Sounds better in Greek.)
reply by tealstar on May 28, 2021 5:20 PM ()
Quite an experience! But it's the outcome that counts. I have a heart nuke treadmill test in two weeks and I'm really hoping to find nothing, even tho I've had what might be heart symptoms including and anomaly on EKGs dating back to 2015. Ed's a better man than I am. I can't imagine all that time away from things I want to be doing.
comment by jjoohhnn on May 28, 2021 7:29 AM ()
Ed was very worried about the surgery, put his affairs in order, expected the worst. He was told he had no choice -- it was have the surgery or drop dead suddenly. That's scary. Good luck with your test.
reply by tealstar on May 28, 2021 5:17 PM ()
So happy for you to have a great relationship with your daughter but sorry about Ed's plight. Do not overdo if you can possibly help it. I predict that Ed will be a pill when he comes home...men generally are when they don't feel good.
comment by elderjane on May 28, 2021 2:54 AM ()
Ed dodged a bullet on this one. But all is going well, he's making progress. I'm hoping it was a wake up call he will heed. I am also hoping we can solve my fatigue problem. Thanks for kind thoughts.
reply by tealstar on May 28, 2021 5:25 PM ()
Such a treat to hear your news, dear T. Healing Hopes and Best Wishes to both Ed and you. Take best care!
comment by marta on May 27, 2021 6:56 PM ()
Always lovely to hear from you Marta. I'm losing steam but hope there is a solution in sight.
reply by tealstar on May 28, 2021 5:26 PM ()
I would feel the same way about the driving. Those landscaped parking lots are great when we know where we are going, but the first time or two it can be very distracting.

Thank you for the update.
comment by traveltales on May 27, 2021 1:29 PM ()
Dear Ms. Tales, you are often in my mind. I feel better using my smart phone's gps, but it can send you astray as well. For instance, she said something like "once out of the lot". No no no. How do yo get OUT of the lot! And once I pressed the wrong choice and she sent me back to Summerlin. Too late to backtrack, rush hour, rain. I managed to survive the trip but stress doesn't begin to cover it.
reply by tealstar on May 29, 2021 4:51 AM ()

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