When the “Papa”razzi can’t take pictures, leave it to his daughter to fill in and get the job done. I guess for this blog entry, I’m the “Mama”razzi?!? Still doesn’t have as good of a ring as Dad’s nickname nor did I take enough pictures. I think I’ve disappointed him!
Dad had his 6th hip replacement Tuesday. His leg started making a crunching sound when he walked two weeks ago which landed him a doctor’s appointment with his orthopaedic surgeon. That informative appointment made the discovery of not only did Dad need a new hip, but the pop sound he heard and felt six months ago in his shoulder was him tearing his rotator cuff. He needed to get his shoulder fixed first because he has to use crutches for a couple of months with no weight on his leg. Where’s our time table? That’s right, crunching noise made dr. appt. on Thursday. Pop noise makes future shoulder surgery in the very near future. Thank God his hearing is intact to hear all these wonderful sounds. . .and the fact that he has a full head of hair, that’s always nice when you’re a man in your 50s (poor Dust, he’s only 31-years-old). Now we’re up to date.
So why did Dad have a new hip put in on Tuesday? Sunday afternoon Dad slipped but didn’t fall on the wet grass at the house just enough to probably make a really horrible sound which ambulances and emergency rooms were involved. But leave it to my Dad to know the EMTs whom he’ and Mom had dinner with the night before at a golf association function. The man is fastened to a stretcher while they are probably taking his blood pressure and talking to the EMT in the passenger seat about how his daughter (me) and her son graduated high school together. The gift of gab my father has even when he can’t move!
Now it’s Thursday and Ellie and I had lunch with Mom at the hospital. Ellie’s all about the blood and wires and needles. She watched Papa get his blood drawn when he went into the hospital while Emma curled up in Nana’s lap and covered her ears while Nana covered her eyes so she couldn’t hear or see anything. Ellie had Dustin pick her up so she could watch the needle go into Papa’s vein. Emma is so sensitive and wears her heart on her sleeve, she kept asking me if it hurt my heart that Papa was in the hospital and if was making me almost cry like it did her. Sweet girl. I don’t even have the heart to tell her what child birth is like. However, Papa proved to be a fun lunch date for little Miss Ellie Bellie. She was not disappointed with the wires and tubes coming out of Papa today. Plus the noises his bed made when it aired up the mattress and his leg she’s got enough to talk about all weekend. . .she’s can’t wait to go back!
Papa the patient.
One of the many bruises Dad has on his body.
The doctor had to go through Dad’s knee to “pound” the titanium hip out. Dad’s doctor later told Dad he got quite a workout during his surgery removing Dad’s hip. Just thinking about that makes me a little queasy.
I never asked, but like all of Dad’s other hip surgeries, I think the hip incision is about a foot long. I could be wrong. I’m sure Dad will leave a comment with the exact measurements!
This is a tradition passed down from my sister and I and now to Ellie. Ellie is holding Papa’s old hip. How many show and tells did we take one of Dad’s hip to in elementary school? Guaranteed show stopper right there. Dad’s hip even outranked my autographed New Kids on the Block poster and Jonathan Knight pillowcase. Okay, when you’re done laughing, you can go to the next photo.
My 3-year-old and her Papa’s hip. And yes, she’ll carry on the tradition of taking Papa’s hip to show and tell. I don’t think Emma will touch it though. If she knows blood has been anywhere near something, she starts dry heaving. Good times at our house with Ellie constantly hurting herself and Emma finding a trash can.
Nana explaining the way Papa’s hip looked before Sunday. Not connected and in need of a replacement.
The placement of Papa’s hip after Sunday. I think I might be in need of a trash can. . .move over Emma.
Dad explaining what a hip should look like for everyone. Mom kept telling Dad to cover up eventhough you couldn’t see anything. I told him my blog is rated PG-13, so I’m pretty sure nudity is prohibited (I frequent the word damnit occassionally, so it gets a PG-13). Plus my Dad naked is not on my TOP 10 THINGS TO SEE list. His bacon wrapped chicken is on my TOP 10 THINGS TO EAT BEFORE YOU DIE list though. Am I the only one with multiple lists???
The breaking of the hip.
I wish my camera would have focused on the bottom of the rod rather than Dad’s fingers. The end is supposed to be smooth and it was being “pounded” out of Dad’s leg so it’s a little banged up. Little queasy and my knee just started hurting.
Papa’s lunch date. Ellie enjoyed the pepperoni pizza and Papa’s milk and he also saved her his runny milkshake. Gotta love liquid diets.
If you know my Dad, he carries pictures of his grandkids in the front pocket of his dress shirts. Mom took these off the fridge at the house so that Papa could have some pictures in his hospital room. He could also show the doctors and nurses which grandkid he was talking about at that given time. I guarantee you, his nurses will know my and Jess’ kids’ names, ages, favorite colors, what they want to be when they grow up and funniest moments before he gets out of the hospital. What can I say, Papa loves being a Papa. 🙂
I thought Dad’s yellow foot was funny looking.
Ellie and I couldn’t agree on the kabloom (she’s thinks they are called kabloom rather than balloon) for Papa. I wanted the Bob the Builder or Handy Manny giant balloon and Ellie wanted the heart shaped very grandmotherly kabloom. We found one with butterflies and flowers and the fact it did say “get well” was awesome. I’m positive if Ellie would have seen the balloons with babies on them, Dad would have gotten a balloon that said “Congrations on your new baby girl!”
Papa and Ellie before we headed back home to pick up Emma from school. She’s looking at the bruise on his forearm! Get well soon Papa. We can’t wait to color monster trucks and sit in your lap and watch Kung Fu Panda with you!