By an odd coincidence, I'm not the only member of the family who was able to go home after an enforced absence today. My grandfather returned home to his assisted-living apartment, having been away for exactly two weeks from a knee replacement operation he had two Fridays ago.This is what's so great about that. Gramp is going to turn 86 later this month, and he bounced back from having his right knee replaced so thoroughly that, five days after the surgery, this happened:
The Wednesday after the operation, they transferred him from the hospital to a rehab facility—the physical therapy kind, not the celebrity-drunk-tank kind. When he got there and the staff were settling him in his room, they asked him if there was anything he'd like to have, and he allowed as he'd like to have one of those recliners he'd seen out in the lobby for his room, so he'd have somewhere to sit besides bed.
They said sure, we can arrange that, just sit tight and we'll have one brought in, and then went off to file papers and do things, like people in medical facilities do.
Gramp got bored waiting...
... went out to the lobby and got it himself.
Five days off of knee replacement surgery; moving furniture.
The rehab people were not best pleased, although after they determined that he hadn't hurt himself, they were pretty impressed.
So yeah! He's home today too. Back to the rehab place two days a week for more PT.
--G.
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