BroganMc
It's not the age, it's the mileage
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Hi everyone,
Well life has taken a sudden interesting twist. While we were in the process of moving over from our offsite Marriott resort to Disney's Boardwalk, I'm afraid my dad took a nasty spill. We had stopped at Mary Queen of the Universe for church and were just getting back into our van. He forgot where he was and backed into our van's ramp just as it was deploying.
I feel horrible because I had been the one to deploy the ramp and all I had time to do was shout his name before he came tumbling down on the pavement.
So 5 paramedics later, a trip to the emergency room and he's wound up with a broken leg. They tell me he's to have surgery tomorrow to probably pin and set the bone. (It's his left femor, upper thigh.)
I'm at a bit of sixes right now because I suddenly had to take over all the caretaker and independence duties. Fortunately I have a van I can drive and the staff at the BWV have been absolutely fabulous to me. I've had them lowering things where I can reach them, and help me lift and move things too heavy for me to handle. Meanwhile I've been shuffling back and forth to the hospital and coordinating with family back home.
I'm not sure what the trip will be like from now on. I have to worry about getting GM the 900 miles home and he'll be living the life of the disabled for a few months. Sorry to say there won't be anymore Grandpa Mohawk chronicles this trip. We're both a bit bummed because we had just been gearing up for our Disneymania portion of the trip. Thursday was to be a combo birthday/Halloween party and we scored a Boardwalk view room for the opening of Food & Wine.
GM is in good spirits though. He's already asking for a fireworks view at the hospital.
If you have any pixie dust to send our way, we could sure use it about now.
Well life has taken a sudden interesting twist. While we were in the process of moving over from our offsite Marriott resort to Disney's Boardwalk, I'm afraid my dad took a nasty spill. We had stopped at Mary Queen of the Universe for church and were just getting back into our van. He forgot where he was and backed into our van's ramp just as it was deploying.
I feel horrible because I had been the one to deploy the ramp and all I had time to do was shout his name before he came tumbling down on the pavement.
So 5 paramedics later, a trip to the emergency room and he's wound up with a broken leg. They tell me he's to have surgery tomorrow to probably pin and set the bone. (It's his left femor, upper thigh.)
I'm at a bit of sixes right now because I suddenly had to take over all the caretaker and independence duties. Fortunately I have a van I can drive and the staff at the BWV have been absolutely fabulous to me. I've had them lowering things where I can reach them, and help me lift and move things too heavy for me to handle. Meanwhile I've been shuffling back and forth to the hospital and coordinating with family back home.
I'm not sure what the trip will be like from now on. I have to worry about getting GM the 900 miles home and he'll be living the life of the disabled for a few months. Sorry to say there won't be anymore Grandpa Mohawk chronicles this trip. We're both a bit bummed because we had just been gearing up for our Disneymania portion of the trip. Thursday was to be a combo birthday/Halloween party and we scored a Boardwalk view room for the opening of Food & Wine.
GM is in good spirits though. He's already asking for a fireworks view at the hospital.
If you have any pixie dust to send our way, we could sure use it about now.
I will be hoping the surgery and recovery go well for Grandpa Mohawk and that you have an easy go at it yourself. It's nice to hear that BWV CM's are doing their best to help out in the situation. 
for a fast recovery.
to deliver 
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Tell GM we on the DIS are wishing a full and speedy recovery
