Grandpa Bob's Ordeal - Livin' the Good Life
Dec. 9th, 2012
07:49 am - Grandpa Bob's Ordeal
Eight days ago, my dad suddenly came down with pneumonia. He was well one day, and the next he was DOWN. It took us a couple of days to figure out what was going on, because he claimed he was "fine" the whole time and had no pain. His words, "I'm perfectly comfortable", and "I just want to sit here quietly in this chair and recover." Yet, his breathing became more and more labored and I feared he was dying. We all know this is coming. Grandpa Bob IS going to die. But, now? Is this the time? We had a family meeting, had a nurse friend listen to his chest and say she thought it was pneumonia, and then had a meeting with him. We told him that if he didn't go get some help, he would probably die. Was he ready to die? We were all surprised by his answer: No, he wanted to live. Dad has maintained all these years that he is looking forward to dying. He thought it would be a great adventure. He said over and over that he was not afraid to die. I was very clear on this. He also avoided doctors and hospitals like the plague. On the rare occasions that he got sick, he would retreat, rest, and quietly get well without any medicine. He's tough, and he's demonstrated that time and time again. So, when he said he wanted to live and would accept help to do it, we sprang into action. We took him to the hospital, and he began a week-long ordeal of breathing machines, IV antibiotics, blood thinners, and near-constant poking and prodding. He remained amazingly cheerful through it all. He had a continuous stream of visitors, mainly family, who were bringing him nutritious food (don't get me started on hospital food!), massaging him, scratching his back (Oh, his itchy back!), reading to him, getting him to stand up so he doesn't lose all his strength, and trying to get information on his condition. I have yet to see his doctor. But, the nurses are nice and give me as much info as they can. From what I can gather, as of today, he will go into the continuing care center across the street when his lungs are clear. His lungs are better, but not clear yet. He needs serious rehab to get walking again and to get his functions back. When that is done, we expect him to come home. He says he is looking forward to going to the center. He wants out of that hospital! Maybe tomorrow?