We had a lovely weekend away that weekend. It was rather chilly for camping, but it was nice to get away, and quieter than we thought it would be. Just lovely. I'll post more later about the camping trip,
I meant to post before now but was playing catch-up with the house and regular life and... well, then Father-in-Law took a fall and life went a bit crazy for a few days. He fell while walking the misbehaving dog. It pulled on the lead and pulled him off his feet, he toppled onto his side and then had trouble getting up. Husband was on his long work trip day (four hours' drive there, work to measure some stuff, four hours' drive back). FIL refused to take an ambulance (afraid of the cost) so when husband got back into town he took his dad to emergency room, Only, he didn't want to go to the one in our town (afraid of the cost) so wanted to go to the Veteran's one about 40 mins away. Husband drove him there; had an x-ray only to find they couldn't tell if he broke his hip or not, so he had to go to the hospital in town. They waited there for hours. He broke his hip. He needed surgery. No hospital bed so he stayed in the emergency room all night (and most of the next day!).
He had surgery Thursday. Finally got a room. They decide they keep him in Friday. We had another camping trip planned this weekend. We were up and down as to whether to cancel or not and in the end decided we would go late on Friday, spend the night (it's a couple hours away), take a quick walk Saturday morning, get back on Saturday early afternoon to pick him up from the hospital. Son was not going, so he stayed with FIL's dog and would visit FIL Friday evening.
Saturday morning, we wake up to texts from son saying he was at the hospital at 7am as FIL wants to leave against medical advice. He's insisting on leaving. So, we don't walk, we pack up, drive back. We tell son to tell FIL that if he leaves against medical advice his insurance might not pay for any issues that arise. The hospital staff tell him this too. By the time we get back he's decided he's not leaving, he'll listen to what they tell him.
He isn't discharged on Saturday. Husband spends the night with FIL's dog.
The issue he was having was with his blood pressure. When he stood up his blood pressure dropped and they wouldn't release him until it was stable. Late Sunday after he is finally discharged from hospital. He's back home. Husband is staying with him tonight. We'll go from there.
FIL is a stubborn old man. We are hoping he won't overdo things. Husband can't stay there indefinitely, and he is the only one around. Hubby has phone calls from his brother who tells us what he should be doing - he's hundreds of miles away - but doesn't offer to come help. Mind you, he's the one who didn't even come for his mother's funeral.
I do find it really sad (again) that in this situation and the one with MIL that a primary worry is money. You shouldn't have to worry about whether you can afford to pay for treatment. Yes, he has insurance but even with insurance something like this can run to thousands of dollars. His thought, going through the VA (Veteran's Association) that he will have a case number and the bills will be run through them.
Well, that's my story and my rant. I obviously have catch-ups to do with blogs. With FIL home, things should settle down. We have to work out meals and dog walks and such but hopefully - if he doesn't try to rush things - he should be ok soon.
Our little mini-cabin before the week I'd rather forget lol

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