We saw my father today and he didn’t look too good. The effect of the anesthetic quickly wore off and he has been in pain ever since. The nurses and doctors insist that he flexes the knee all the time and are adamant that he must walk to the toilet instead of taking the easy way out.
Of course it’s all very well and good saying you must flex your knee, but dad’s finding it very hard. To top it off, he’s decided hospital food is not for him eagerly awaits his evening meal which we cook and bring in. I’ve told him more than once that he must eat all the time. We’ll hopefully restart his supplements soon.
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