Dad fell, but he is okay. Healing up now with tape sutures to pull the skin together at the eyebrow. It all could have been prevented....but it was one of those days that I thought he was doing well enough to walk alone. MISTAKE! He gives me a false sense of security when he wants to do something alone. Most of the time I watch or am nearby to get to him in time but not this time.
I had cut my foot outside in the front and it was bleeding...at the same time, Dad opens the front door and I asked him where he was going and he said to the back yard to see the progress on the shed. It's really hard to tell him no when I don't want to take away his total independence BUT I should have turned him around. I asked him why he was going out the front door to the back when he could go across the living room...he didn't want to put on his shoes at the back door. haha Okay well my foot was bleeding which Dad didn't know and I had to go inside and get it stopped. I wasn't thinking at all that Dad would fall. I watched him walk slowly around the corner in the front...I hurried inside to get a paper towel to stop the blood while holding my foot in the air....yeah, it was a sight. So I get to the laundry room for some slippers and there is Dad coming around the corner to the back yard...okay, so far so good. I get the wet towel and look at the kitchen window and there he is walking slow...I look out again a few seconds later and no Dad....I went to the bay window and there he was on the cement sitting up. I ran out the door still no bandaid on my foot and I see he is bleeding at the head. I RUN back inside grab wet paper towels to compress to stop the bleeding. I check his arms, legs and ask him if he hurts anywhere....he says no. He bent up his glasses and it was the glasses that really caused the cut on his head and over his nose....however, had he not had them on, he might have broken his nose or worse. So I get him to his feet....and have him stand a moment...and he says he can walk. I get him in the house and on his bed. I get him cleaned up so I can see the cut. I decide it's a call for the emergency room. I have not used a ER here in so many years I can't remember. So it took me about an hour to actually get his treatment started. By that time Rod arrived at ER and they took a CT scan of Dad's head. No bleeding, no fractures, no concussion. That was the good news. The bad news was that he looked like he had been in a fight with Ali.
His eye was swollen shut.
Dad was joking with the nurses and I told Dad this was not the time to be funny and tell them I beat him up. haha He did that once before thinking it was funny and I told him in TODAY'S world, that ain't funny. He grinned that ornery grin.
They sent him home with an antibiotic script, a scar with tape sutures over it and a big patch to keep it clean.
He never once said it hurt....we went home and got a light supper and he was in bed by 9pm. I put his alarm pad on the bed because I didn't want him getting up by himself at night. This night, naturally, lol, he gets up every 2 hours. I asked him if this was pay back for letting him go out that front door. WHICH he can't do no more no matter how good he walks.
He actually would have made it fine had he not tripped over the edge of the cemement that sticks up on the corner.
That was last Monday....he is much better today with the healing well in progress. His eye has been open for several days. He told Chris today that it never really ached or hurt him. It was his arms that were sore. His bruises are green now...
Oh but he used the accident to get some laughs.
At the Senior Center...first thing when he was asked by the group of them that are at the door at 10am..Dad pipes up after asked what happened to him,
"I was in a fight....but you ought to see the other guy!"
They all laughed outloud....Dad's mission accomplished. Dad should have been on the stage.
Here is a photo of us yesterday at the Company Picnic at Incredible Pizza. We played games, ate, played games and watched Viva Las Vegas and ate again.
Dad was pooped when he got home and he slept for 4 hours.
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