His blood pressure dropped really low when he stood today at the lab so they had to give him another bag of fluids. I need to start trying to get him to drink more - even though he tells me nothing tastes the same.
Yesterday when we came back from the hospital and were getting ready to go and meet my aunt at On the Border, we came by the apartment to put his infuser of potassium in the refrigerator. We decided since we were just going to go right in and out of the apartment, Tanner would just use his crutches instead of the wheelchair. By the time he got from my car to the door of the apartment, he was really weak and light headed. It was an eye opener for me that even though he is doing so much better, he still has a ways to go.
The orthopedic surgeon has told Tanner to use the wheelchair as much as possible to help protect the right femur from breaking (since it is the biggest lesion he has and there is very little good bone left in that area) so he has been using the wheelchair pretty much all the time for over a month. It's like a catch 22; he needs to use the wheelchair to protect the bone in his right leg but he's gotten even weaker from not standing and moving around at all.
It makes me worried about how he will do when we get back home. Granny Jane has offered for him to come to her house but he just so very much wants to be at his own home. He tells me that he will be okay at the house by himself while I go to work but I'm worried about him falling while he is there alone. Bruce has said he can come to work with me, but he also needs a comfortable place to rest during the day.
Tanner is staring over my shoulder waiting on me to get through with the computer so he can go online, so I guess I will come to a close for today. It's a rainy Sunday afternoon here in Little Rock and I had to set my alarm for 3:00 a.m. to change Tanner's infuser and it took hours to go back to sleep so I think a nap is called for...