But no jigity-jig for Joe, at least for 6 months! Still you bet your bippy I am beyond thrilled that he is home safe, in his own bed. I am equally thrilled that I am in MY own bed. (I have a fake tempurpedic-best thing I ever bought!)
So, some random thoughts from the hospital that I don't want to forget. First, I am eternally grateful to the surgeons who carefully and skillfully untwisted my boy's back. He got two inches taller in 9 hours! I am now looking up to my 5'11" fifteen year old "baby." He is nice and straight, no little hunchback, no ribcage growing into his kidney. He's in a lot of pain, but medication is taking care of that for now. The nurses were so good and so kind; the aides were great with him, and even the housekeeper was so friendly and warm and really added to our healing experience.
That said, hospitals suck! There is no rest. None. Someone is always waking you up to check your vitals, or turning on the light just to check your laundry in early a.m. Nothing is centered around what the patient needs. And the food they offered my sick kid! Saltine crackers (aka white flour, lard, salt). Sprite (aka sugar water and off-the-chart-acidity.) Cereal was Froot Loops. They don't spell it Fruit because it bears no similarity to fruit. When they did offer him food, (he went several days with nothing, because his digestive system had a hard time waking up) it was "mashed potatoes" from a box and corn from a can.
I had my mom sit with him in the hospital and zipped home and made us both some green smoothies: banana, spinach, freshly made carrot juice, (makes it super sweet as he likes it), an orange, and frozen strawberries and pineapple. One of the aides was kind enough to refrigerate the extra so we had them for 2 days, then I zipped home and made more. I added raw hemp powder to bump up the protein. Neither of us liked how it tasted though. I am going to make him cooked beans now that he's home to give him protein. (We are high raw, still eat a bit of cooked legumes, mainly. Cooking reduces the phytates. And oh yeah, they taste good!)
It is not surprising that they feed sick people this stuff when you consider the average medical school still requires no nutrition classes! Also, I guess, because the average people were eating this crap before they came in and are used to it. Probably how they got in the hospital in the first place.
Still I am sooooooo grateful for all the prayers and good wishes and support Joe and I got from all of you. I truly think it made a difference. I know that it did for me.
Now I am going to make him delicious, healthy food and just love him all the way back to awesomeness. Blessings and have a great week!