Forceful Winds
Today as we were coming home from a doctor appointment in Mankato, the last place you wanted to be for any longer than necessary is driving next to an 18 wheeler rig. The wind gusts at 45 mph were dangerous. It felt like the little red pickup was going down the highway at an angle.
We had great news from Dr. Renee the wound doctor. The open wound was considerable smaller since the last visit. We are to stay the course in our home care. Dr. Renee is putting in an order at our local hospital’s physical therapy department. Dan Kern, who was one of the therapists, that helped me after my stroke, is also licensed for wound care. Via ultrasound on an open wound, the healing process can be enhanced. Dennis’ situation now is such that this could do the trick for the last mile. It may mean driving the six blocks two or three times a week. This was the best news ever.
The Mankato Hospital and Clinic is adding three additional floors to the existing structure. Workers need space on the ground for getting supplies hoisted by cranes. The parking has really taken a beating. Dennis and I walked a city block and a half to get to the front door and then on to the elevators. We did it! It did seem a shorter distance as we were leaving. Mindsets.
I gladly did the grocery shopping while Dennis watched people from his seat in the little red pickup. A rest was needed.
We are home safe and sound and so very thankful for it.