ER visit

Well, it was an uneventful weekend but today made up for lost time!

At 11:15 CP and Nancy went for a walk. CP and his walker took a tumble. CP tells me, "If I'd been watching where I was going and not running my damn mouth I wouldn't have fallen!" He fell on his elbow and jammed his shoulder.

I came home from work and he is eating his lunch. He refuses to go to the ER until after he is finished eating. He stalls and KNOWS he is stalling by talking instead of eating. I tell him we have to go, he tells me not until he is done eating. I finally took his food away.

We get to the ER and start all of the x-rays etc. Whenever the nurse walks by he asks him for a beer. He tells him he can't have one. He says I want a Budweiser. We say you can't have one. He says, that is okay I really want a Schlitz! I say you are in the hospital and with your meds you can't drink. He starts singing LOUDLY...."Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry, if a tree don't fall on me I'll live till I die!"

Later he tells the doctor he is "swimmy headed". Off for a CT scan. Everything comes out fine so they release him.