A night on the floor

I'm going through my normal morning routine, reading the paper, eating a bowl of cereal and having a cup of coffee.  There are normal noises in the house for this time: Nana's oxygen enricher, coffee pot making noises, refrigerator running, that kind of stuff.  I hear a noise coming from down the hall leading to Nana's room.  Our cat gets put to bed in our downstairs bathroom at night, so it could just be her starting to make her "let me out" noises.  But it doesn't sound right.

I went upstairs to get Laura, and encounter my daughter who's getting ready for work. "I think I heard Nana" she says with a nervous voice.  Okay, that confirms it..something happened.  I get Laura and she goes in to investigate.

She finds Nana sitting on the floor between her bed and her bookcase.  Nana had gotten up sometime during the night to use the bedside commode and stumbled.  She couldn't reach her cell phone which was on the other side of her bed.  She couldn't call out loud enough for us to hear.  So she pulled the covers off her bed and made a little nest out of it.

Needless to say, she's been pretty sore today and moving slowly having sat on the floor for who knows how long.

And the odd thing?  Her oxygen cannula was off and placed by a box of tissues on the other side of the bed.  She spent the night on the floor, wrapped up in blankets without oxygen.

I sure hope this doesn't happen again.

A little forward, a little backwards

Wednesday was such a good day for Nana.  She was feeling better, had an appetite, and could taste her food.

However....  Laura and I were startled out of a deep sleep at 3am with Nana calling Laura's cell phone to say that she fell.  We got downstairs to find Nana sitting next to her bed, and daubing the back of her hand with some sort of gauze.  We got her on the edge of the bed easily enough, and were able to get a better look at her hand.  She managed to whack something while she was on her way down, and cut the back of her hand pretty badly.  Laura and Nana just left to go to the ER to get her hand checked out.

Edited to add:

Laura and Nana got home from the ER around 6am, so this was a quick trip.  The doctor decided that since Nana's skin is so thin on her hands, he wouldn't be able to use sutures.  So he used some skin tape to get things back together.  Nana's poor hand is just one massive bruise.  The doctor said that it will take a few weeks for her hand to heal.

Nana was on her way back to bed, and was within two steps of getting back in bed when she fell.  The problem was that her legs became wobbly.  She described it as she was staggering like a drunkard.  Laura reminded her again that when she feels this way, either lean up against the wall or sit down for a few minutes to catch her breath.  We might just have to locate another chair in Nana's hallway so she has a landing space between her bathroom and her bedroom.

A fairly rough night

Last night / this morning was pretty rough.  Nana was using her little walker to get into her bedroom when her legs decided to no longer support her.  She had a slow speed fall just at the door to her room.  Laura was there to keep her from hitting the sharp corner on a book case.  Nothing was broken, but she did bruise herself on her arm.  This all happened about midnight.

With some help from my son, we got Nana sitting on the seat of her larger walker.  She was pretty tired, and not terribly pleased that she fell.  Laura and I were very puzzled about why her legs gave out.  Laura thought of several culprits: a side effect from one of her medications, her low blood pressure, or a sodium imbalance due to the fluid that's still seeping from the dialysis catheter incision in her leg.

Laura and I were discussing what to do given that Nana has an appointment with Dr. M later today.  I thought that if it were an imbalance or side effect, that might clear up (or change) by the time the appointment rolls around.  Laura went to talk to Nana about going to the ER, and they decided to go.  So about 1:30 or so in the morning, Laura drove Nana over to the ER.

I haven't had much of a chance to speak with Laura about what transpired at the ER as they got home a little after 7am.  When I got downstairs today, Nana was sleeping and Laura was ready to go take a nap as she'd been up all night.  She did tell me they didn't find anything.

I guess they now have something to talk about with Dr. M...