Hubby was outed as NON compliant by his nurse at the hospital. Intervention was held via my chewing him out and the sons texting their points of view. He was compliant at the next physical therapy session and walked 40 feet, then sat upright on the side of the bed for nine minutes.
He was moved to the local skilled nursing and rehabilitation center (1/2 mile from the house instead of 40 where the hospital is located) by 5:00 PM Friday, and things are looking MUCH better.
I'm bringing goat milk to the center (have to sign a release for him to have it in his room!), and Paleo/Primal food. The dietitian is freaked out. Real food? No carbs? No grains?? What??? She had to google it.
I am planning on getting a good night's sleep tonight, and then we'll work into our schedule as he recovers.
Oh...Small town good karma kicked in when I talked to the Social Worker at the hospital this morning about what to do next. Turns out that the director at our home town Nursing and Rehabilitation Center where he needed to be moved to is someone we've known for thirty years or so. DFK.tman's nurse now that he's moved is the mother of students I taught at Louise High School. The facility ombudsman is someone we've know forever, as she used to work at our small, locally owned bank, then at the high school where our sons graduated. One of the janitors used to be one of my renters. I love small towns.
Keep praying for his motivation!!