Today the Home Health nurse finally showed up and she was nice, not sure I really need her, but will allow it. PT still didnt come, supposed to be scheduled for home health PT 3 x a week and she will not be here but tmmrrw, thurs and friday. I am going to see what all she does, and if it's the same thing I am doing on my own, with no additions or progression, I think I can def do without her. I just didnt feel like it was okay to wait 5 days in between sessions, you know? I am sure my doc will be writing a script for outpatient PT next week. Will have to see.
Overall, a great day, some family came to sit with me while DH ran to store for groceries and we watched it snow through the window and talked and talked. Some mild achiness deep in the hip today, but muscles seem to be healing wonderfully. Funny thing, tho... yesterday I had a problem with this, and again early this morning, and I just wanted to share in case anyone other females deal with it...

The bedside toilet that we ordered is actually set up over our regular commode. Everything has worked great ( I am tall, so just a little adjusting was needed so I didn't have to stoop too far). Then, yesterday morning, I get up, first morning pee... sit down, ahh, all good, then I get up and to my horror see a half gallon of my urine all over the floor! I hollered for my DH, he cleans it up, we are puzzled, why did that happen now? So he re-adjusts, things seem fine, change my clothes, mop, mop. Later, thinking it was all fixed, go again, let it loose, hear the sound of it hitting the water, get up... halfway to getting into a stance, the darn puddle is back!

With GREAT patience (along with a long sigh) DH cleans up again, I get teary eyed, thinking, geez, I cant even pee right. He does the whole re-adjust, I am careful the rest of the day. All is well. This morning, same thing, sit down, do the deal, and BEFORE I stand, I see the puddle again. I laid my head forward on my walker. I soooo did not want to tell my husband. But, again, I hollered. Mortified. He is sweet, frustrated, what the heck, he says, is wrong with this thing, are you bumping it with your walker... what? I had no words. So, we look at the other components to the bedside toilet and along with a bucket (we were getting ready to just put the bucket on it, but...) was a sleeve. That conveniently slips down and into your toilet bowl. That allows your *ahem* "stream" to hit the sides and roll on into where it needs to be. I said, slap that sucker on there! And, bless his heart, he did. And I have since not had a small lake in the floor when going to the bathroom. What a good man I have married. And how I wish we had found that sleeve sooner....
