Just when I thought the madness from my Freaky Friday had concluded … boy was I wrong.
As I noted last week, my 87 year-old grandmother fell out of bed, and in doing so, gave herself a black eye and broke her shoulder. Only now we find that her shoulder does not need surgery. So she’s in the hospital, recovering from the operation that she had this morning. She’s in pain, and, she says, the morphine and percocet isn’t helping. Bummer. And while she is a tough old gal, 87 is 87 no matterJust when I thought the madness from my Freaky Friday had concluded … boy was I wrong.
As I noted last week, my 87 year-old grandmother fell out of bed, and in doing so, gave herself a black eye and broke her shoulder. Only now we find that her shoulder does not need surgery. So she’s in the hospital, recovering from the operation that she had this morning. She’s in pain, and, she says, the morphine and percocet isn’t helping. Bummer. And while she is a tough old gal, 87 is 87 no matter how you slice it, so there’s inherent risk in any surgery.
How these geniuses misdiagnosed my grandmother in the first place still kinda baffles me. Sometimes doctors can be so friggin useless …
Anyway, that’s the latest on what has been one of the freakiest fridays in recent memory. Let’s just hope the madness starts to settle down.
Post edited by: rcolchamiro, at: 2008/07/21 06:46
