My husband was taken by ambulance to ER four days ago with a ruptured appendix and a very serious infection. He was unable to use his legs, talk coherently or reason. Today he was much improved and appeared to be pretty much his new normal self. The next step is to place him in a rehabilitation facility. I have tomorrow to find him a suitable place not too far from home. Today I visited one and it was not where I would want him to be. It was dark, noisy, smelled like urine and is in a renovation process.
My husband and I had plans to have Christmas dinner at a friend's house. I am not excited to attend. It will be the first Christmas away from each other.
My husband's daughter is of great support and help; we communicate very often. She loves her Papa very much and is concerned I have a big load. It is her strong opinion Papa should be in a rehabilitation placement and or in long term care. That I have cared for him for so many years and it is time to delegate. I am 76 years old and now my 6'6" 200 pound husband has greater needs and there is only so much I can do.
I meet with my support group twice a month and our coordinator has been very instrumental in this process.
Our neighbors and friends are also offering their help and being supportive.