I came home from a trip to South Beach yesterday. The trip was a big success in that I did not sit and worry about my brother too much, which is a big move forward for me. In the past, I would have been calling every day and obsessing about his health, especially since he just got out of the hospital. But I was able to let it go, which I consider essential for my own health these days, and the mental health of the rest of my family, as well.
My daughter, who is home from her first year from college, came as well. The weather was really strange, half the sky was pitch black and it was downpouring, the other half, the weather coming in was sunny. It made the lighting beautiful, but there were no rainbows to be found.
My brother was in the bathroon when we showed up. He was by himself, and actually, I was gratified to find out he could go on his own. But he was having some trouble keeping his pants up,and he had to go get a CNT to help him with his diaper and I think she might have helped him put on a belt too.
As soon as we got to the big sitting room, he started telling me about his health, that he was most ok, but still suffering from some kind of intestinal issues. I will have to call the nurse practitioner tomorrow to see what that's all about. It would make sense, in that the hospital doctors thought he had a viral gastrointestinal infection, and those can take a long time before they go away. However, anything with my brother that doesn't go away usually can get blown up into a big deal, so I want to stay on top of it.
No comments:
Post a Comment