Tickle, Tickle, Little Knee

My mom has finally scheduled her surgery on her left knee. She’s been talking about this surgery since before she retired – and that was over 15 years ago. Gotta love how nurses are so quick to tend to their own physical needs, eh?

She’ll be going in for surgery on July 21. At a minimum, she’ll be in the hospital 3 days then in the rehab center for 3 days. The rehab part could take longer but I’m guessing my mom will do whatever she must to get out as quickly as possible. I’m not sure how accommodating Medicare is with the length of stay or if it will fall back on the medigap policy she has. I just hope they allow for enough time for her to recuperate fully.

In the meantime, I’ll be staying with my dad to take care of him. He really can’t be left alone for days on end. Boomer, Maggie and Levi will be with me and take turns tending to Pap. I know my sisters, niece and nephew will be stopping by also, but I’m the only one without a “real” job so I offered to stay each night.

In talking to my mom about this, I’ve finally realized that her greatest concern is whether I’ll be able to keep my dad fed. She’s mentioned a few times that I’ll have to cook for him. Uh…. I know how to cook. Okay, I admit that I don’t actually do much cooking any more. And I’m not thrilled about having to wash dishes by hand. But, geez, I am capable of cooking a weeks worth of meals.

Or ordering pizza, at the very least.

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