Hi, kristina. I hope that your husband has completely recovered and is doing well after his ordeal! The UK has endured a much tougher situation than us on the other side of the Atlantic (although this second wave is doing a number on us) so it would be interesting to hear your insight about being personal caregiver to your husband. Did anyone from the outside have to come into your home? Did he have follow-up appointments? I commend you on doing injections for your husband! After the majority of my life with needles, I can't seem to inject another person! It was in our plans that I would look after my husband once home: cooking, bathing, dressing, helping him get adjusted sleeping. He needs someone to pull up his pants for him for 6 weeks! However, this whole quarantine situation did not enter into our planning. He has to fly to and fro his surgery and we knew that would happen no matter what. Knowing how quiet the two airports (that he would traverse through) are, they don't particularly cause me concern, but it is just all the other small contacts.Totally expect the hospital to care for him while admitted. It's just once he gets out.
A companion is simply a "responsible" person that can ensure the patient will not drive home (and thus get in an accident) and monitor (or just check in) on the patient forr 24 hours after anesthesia. Pretty much just to ensure the patient doesn't do anything stupid, gets sick, or has a wound issue. This is obviously not an issue if the surgery could be done locally.We have no connections to the city for the surgery. Actually, I have just one, and asked her. She said no. It's like just pick him up, drive him to the hospital for follow-up, buy him fast food, and watch him sleep. Hell, if I was a single woman like her, and someone offered me $ to bathe and dress a good looking guy, I'd do it!
"UT, the hospital can't force you or your husband to do anything. They can't hold him prisoner. They can't legally hold him against his will. He can do whatever he wants."Not true. Once, when I got tired of waiting, I got up and took a taxi home. The nurses and doctors called me immediately, asking where I was. I told them what I did, and they told me if I did it again, they would inform the insurance company, which could refuse to pay for the procedure. So they have you coming and going.
Maybe you can tell the doctors you don't care if you have to pay, but to me a $15,000 bill is the same as being handcuffed to a hospital bed.
Now, you'll probably have to sign documents that would relieve the hospital of all liability should your early exit result in further injury or illness, but that would still be your choice to make.
Can I have keyboard diarrhea for a bit? I need to just let this anxiety demon out.I am so anxious that it is nauseating me and I feel as though my heart is in a vice. We found a “companion” for my husband through a secondary source. Meaning, a woman with whom I’m an acquaintance (I knew her though a church group when I first lived in the country — and replied to my plea) has a husband that is friends/student of guy that “would probably get along” with my husband and since his business is closed due to restrictions (a gym) is doing nothing, so has the time. They made first contact with this “possible companion.”He didn’t give a strong yes to the whole deal until he “met” my husband through FaceTime. They do indeed have a lot in common (same sports) and their minds met over understanding the injury. Same ethnicity. Both immigrants the difference being this guy has been here longer (like 20 years) and has a bigger social circle. Naturally offering payment helped too. Guy said yes. Someone (probably wife) put a bug in his ear that this wasn’t a good idea. The guy called after dinner tonight with corona-related questions, like he wants to back out. Trust me, I REALLY DO understand this. The government has really expressed the message to only hang out with those in your household. It really is dumb to have a stranger come into your bubble.My husband said that he just had his covid test (and that on its own was a heart attack!!), is isolating, and has no symptoms. Always pays attention to masks and sanitizing because of having a high risk wife. But, but, but...the airport.He explained that I had just been through the short flight domestic terminal not too long ago and it was dead. Less flights now so???“Are you sure your surgery isn’t cancelled?” One - husband just spoke with members of the surgical team last week and they gave no hint of such. Two - hospital states procedures are running despite the lockdown.Obviously my husband said if ANYTHING changes, they would hopefully let him know by takeoff on Wednesday. As well, he will call the office in the morning just to ask. Like what else does one need to know?My husband reiterated that his hotel suite is a 7 minute drive from the hospital. And to be honest, since he booked the executive suite at a really nice hotel, take the damn lockdown vacation even if it all goes to pot!And hey, to make things safer, don’t even bother checking in on him in person, just FaceTime. As for the bathing, just a wish and a prayer he thoroughly chlorhexidine sponges his back himself!Pretty much, dude would get paid for like 20 minutes driving for the bare minimum. Yeah, I know, you can’t put a price on health, but it is MY HUSBAND going into a lockdown zone from a green zone, not vice versa.Anyway, I hate relying on people. This is odd because more than once I put my life in the hands of others and am an organ transplant recipient. But, anything that we have had to do we have done it ourselves, but this is just an odd unexpected situation in a pandemic. It’s a lesson that we need to be more open in our connections here, but how?The other thing is that I have anxiety of my husband doing this trek alone. People call us co-dependent for a reason. Hahaha, not really funny, but...My husband is a grown ass man. He is a retired military officer that had responsibility in his decisions. He travels for work, so why am I so concerned about him just not understanding the logistics of this whole time away? Yes, I have been told on and on not to mother a man, and I don’t, but in this one occasion, something is not sitting right. I SHOULD be there, but I won’t be. At the same time, I feel like two village drunks in this situation. This surgeon operates on pro-athletes and this is a great opportunity to get my husband patched up for his next stage in life/new hobby sport. We are blessed. Why do we have to be the idiots that can’t get our ducks in a row? It is freaking embarrassing at this point.
What would happen if there was no covid and you were planning to be the "companion", but, say, you had an accident and broke your leg or some such thing that would disqualify you as easily as covid has done? What would happen then? I'm just curious. Would the surgery be cancelled if at the last minute, there was suddenly no companion?