Wild Thing


 Mary's back to sleep after our morning routine of changing soaked incontinence underwear and/or pajamas and/or bedding.

We had an exciting and delightful day yesterday when my youngest daughter, her husband, and oldest son came to visit Mary and me. Because they were coming and we were up relatively early, I gave Mary an extra 3rd dose of both Pepto Bismol and lorazapam, a narcotic that Hospice started her on back when she was under Hospice care. It helps calm her tummy, which I call Wild Thing. 

Flash back warning! I sing the Wild Thing  song to Mary in the voice of the Troggs. Wild thing! You make my heart sing! You make everything... Groovy! chord riff! I wanna know for sure! chord riff!! I think I love you! It always makes her smile.

During Mary's epic 2015 hospital stays and emergency intestinal surgery in which two of the finest surgeons in the world at the University of Michigan removed 4 4 inch pieces of dead, blocked intestines. They told us Mary would now always have diarrhea. Supposedly she would never have constipation again.

And yet we missed a bowel movement yesterday. We will hold off on cheese, Pepto, and Lorazapam today. We'll start the day with Minudo soup. We'll have French toast with butter and syrup next. We'll have lots of fluids. If that doesn't start things moving, we'll have a dose of Miralax. When it does kick loose, we may have a mess. Or not.

God is good. Life is exciting. Stay tuned.

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