At first, Mr FD thought he was tripping out on endone, but he was experiencing an actual earthquake. The epicentre of the 5.7 earthquake was some 400 kilometres away, but his hospital room certainly trembled. This followed a 5.3 a day or so earlier, one that Mr FD did not feel.
Mr FD’s sister and I had only left the hospital a short time before, but my trip home took me west and further away from the quake so I felt no earth moving. I think it is an experience I can live without!
That shoe I have been expecting to drop has, in a way. Not on the work front but rather on the home front. Poor Mr FD has had a slight complication with his knee surgery, not actually his knee, but the surgery has brought forth another health issue that will need addressing when he has recovered. His knee is healing well and he is expected to move to rehab, in a Brisbane hospital, on Monday. More driving for me…
Son has been our other health issue. On Thursday night I heard a sound and further investigation led me to find son bent over in the bathroom, rocking back and forth with pain – complications from dental work. On a scale of 0-10 it was off the scale, so I drove him to the emergency department of the local hospital. It may be a small country hospital, but he was given great care.
After getting the pain under control they sent him home with endone as well. I am sensing a theme here! Friday he needed to go back to the dentist and to a doctor, so that meant I had to take a day off work to drive him back and forth. Dentist in the city, and then back to a local doctor, waiting at both places. We were five hours on the road before we collapsed back at home. I am afraid Mr FD received no visit that day, for by the end of the day, I was not up to drive 40 minutes on the highway to visit him. I didn’t want to leave Son alone either.
Saturday, both patients are improving. Mr FD is up and walking with crutches, though still on endone. The physiotherapist calls in a several times a day to take him through his exercises, and in between he has the ice pack on it. Its a full life.
A second Australian surfer has been forced to punch a shark this week. This one in Australian waters. They do indeed, build Aussies tough! The poor man lost a lot of blood and has been transported to a Brisbane hospital for further treatment. I believe that it is the sharks’ domain and we are best out of there…
And on the fish and animal theme. I am finding it difficult to reconcile the idea of a country outraged by someone hunting a lion (no, I don’t think it was right, I don’t think any hunting should take place anyway except for food) but will allow their own people to be shot down in the street. Yes, back to America’s gun laws. I guess a lion is worth more than a black person too?
Tomorrow is another day… and this is another August. Make it your month.