Monday, October 17, 2011

Congratulations

Saturday, October 15, 2011

There is no hiding it any longer... I am getting married!! I have to organize the wedding and reception. I'm marrying an Italian whom I met on the doorstep!!

Ah dad... I shouldn't tell stories on him... but today's story had me entertained!  'Congratulations,' was the first thing dad said to me when I went in to see him. When I asked why, he told me the story of me getting married. When I laughed and said it wasn't true... he told me he couldn't hide it from him any longer, the jig was up!!  I asked whom I was marrying and that's when he told me about the Italian. (Things are looking up!)

Since he has been in hospital, they have had to give him two round of antibiotics.  I only found out about it for the second round... which explains the extreme hallucinating he had been having the week prior.  I recall commenting that that kind of hallucinating was abnormal for him, that something was up.  (Usually I can talk to him about it, and he realizes he is seeing things... and sometimes makes a joke about it.)  I only wish I had known about the antibiotics from the beginning... but it would not be the first time the hospital has not communicated with me.  I am now aware of the second round, and the hallucinating and confusion is back.  It is so obviously related to the medications... the joy of mixing Parkinson's meds with antibiotics. 

Can only hope that the antibiotics work this time... guess the hallucinating is the lesser of the two evils at this point.  Tomorrow I will have to speak to the nursing staff about building up the healthy bacteria in his stomach.  Being in a hospital, and then an airplane... those are both breeding grounds for all kinds of germs. 

Lovely places for germaphobics such as myself.  My hands are raw from the double-dose of antiseptic cleanser and soap and water.  The signs in the hospital don't help... an upside down fist with the pointer finger pointing to an elevator button: 1249 people have touched this button.  Or pointing to a door knob: 5499 people have touched this door.  "Stop the spread.  Wash your hands."  Stop the spread... get out of the hospital!!

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