Just one day short of a 59 week wait, John finally had knee replacement surgery on August 22nd. Three days later I stuffed him into the back seat of our car and brought him home. He's happy to be in his own bed surrounded by the quiet music of birds.
Apparently I was wise many years ago to avoid a nursing career. Although efficient, I seem to lack patience with my patient! Urgings to "get up!" and "get moving!" fall on deaf ears.
A community nurse visited today and approved of my urgings but this patient is more inclined to catch up on lost hours of sleep. I have retreated, waiting for him to feel energized.
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