I slept walked last night. I got up and went to the bathroom. Then I noticed I felt hungry and I was aching to see Gianni. I must have walked my whole house in the dark without my walker, looking for him
I would have thought it a dream if the banana peel wasn't on my nightstand. Strange


RN came out and changed the wound vac. Said there's no way to know how long I will need it but it looks clean. She will put an order in for an aide and will try to get 2 days/week Mostly hygiene. No sheets or anything like that. Medicare approves services on a medical need level of care

I had a temp last evening 99.7. 100 is the magic number for calling for help. Tylenol took it down . About 3AM, I woke up drenched like when a fever breaks. I told her she needs to tell the surgeon because with all these drugs I shouldn't get a fever.


Got up at 8 and pooped my pants on the way to the bathroom. That is so out of his wheelhouse but I figured it out. Blake puked on my comforter. Bill got that in the washer.

This is so hard for Bill and I think it's forcing him to see his limitations and that's scary
for both of us. I won't put him in this position again.

Still lots of back pain and exhaustion. If Carin tests negative for Covid, she may drive up later this week. Would love to handle the reinstall off to someone else for a couple days

Sooner or later things will improve.
I know I'm being awful..but I'm exhausted. The back pain, infection and all the meds is rough.

Miss you guys. I just can't focus much. Miss reading