MARCUS KNEE SURGERY LATEST UPDATE 12-13

Today is December 13, Marcus Knee Update 

I’m sorry I fell behind on my Marcus updates for you. I’ve recently spent time writing a new chapter for the blog and have been keeping really busy. Not to worry, Marc is doing fine when he follows his directions not to overdo his exercises. I should have nothing to complain about because now I know what I put people through when I don’t follow what I’m told to do.

Exercycler

Marcus was off his pain meds and feeling like Superman and going beyond what he was warned not to do. There’s no hurry getting better, just consistent and thoughtful exercising his knee. Don’t go to the pain level because that’s not the same as “No Pain, No Gain.” with building muscle. So he’s back on his Norco pain meds occasionally. I brought over a Cycler for his knee exercise, he had to get up to a complete rotation and then cycle for around 5 minutes not go for a country ride. I may take this back to my garage.

Kaiser Therapist

He was going to Kaiser to work with his physical therapist on the Roseville Campus and was doing very well, but I was concerned about having him exposed to COVID and we are now following her directions at home. (ya right) I do believe he’s more willing to not overdo anything now. He might have forgotten what the Norco pills do to your boner, (ya right, where’s the boner?) ha hah!

 

I know Marc’s pleased that he’s lost more weight during the recovery and being on pain pills. I bet we are about the same weight now. He’s taller and should be heavier as far as I’m concerned, but I’m not going to bug him about it. I remember my difficulty in gaining weight as a kid, just the opposite, huh. 

 

Red Scar Now

His scar looks really red to me, but the nurse and his surgeon say it’s just fine and looks great. And the redness will fade soon enough. Maybe I worry too much. Oh by the way, he has seen his surgeon not long ago and has been given the thumbs up on getting his scar wet and can go get that shower he wants so bad. Well I’m glad for both of us now. And I’m in there with him to make sure he’s being safe, and has someone to lean on if he needs to. I guess that should get you guys up to where he is now on healing. I would expect that he’ll get back to writing more chapters soon.

Today is Tuesday 11-17 Marcus Released from Home Care Today

This week is the last of Marcus’s home care visits. That’s kinda sad, it was nice having them visit. I guess not being out very often lately made me look forward to the visits. And they taught me lots of stuff to help Marc too.

 

Last week on Marc’s Physical Therapist Philip’s visit, he looked at the swelling of Marc’s leg and suggested we get an appointment with his surgeon for advice. We went to Kaiser and met with his surgeon’s P.A. Jim. He said to continue with the leg elevation and trim back the exercises for a while. Poor Marc was exhausted with all the walking by the time we got back home.

 

Today Philip had his last visit here and he taught Marc how to climb up and down stairs with the step stool he brought with him. We don’t have stairs in this house other than just one in the garage into the house. Philip said there will be stairs in Marc’s future and felt the need for the learning exercise. Next week Marc will go to Kaiser to meet with a new Physical Therapist and continue there until he can pass the knee flexing tests. I won’t be allowed in with him, but I can stay in the waiting room. I hope they let me see what he has to do at home though. I guess there will be some printed pages to follow.

 

Nurse Maggie came yesterday, that was Monday, and gave Marc a clean bill of health and released him from her home care. Maggie said the swelling looked much better and said to continue with ice packs and leg elevation. I think he is getting very tired of laying down with his leg up. He has complained about his lower back hurting now. I checked it and saw it was kinda reddish at the tailbone area. So I put some lotion on it for him and I’ll keep checking it for him. I should have looked more to make sure he’s okay. I’m trying though.

 

Poor guy, all this laying down is getting his ass flat! Ha hah! Only kidding, it already was flat! 😛 Strange thing, Marcus didn’t laugh at my little joke, but managed to flip me the “bird.” I told him if he didn’t laugh at my jokes, I still remember how to tickle him into laughing. He dared me! I know if he expects it, he’ll never laugh. I got him later when he wasn’t aware of it coming. Don’t worry, I stopped in time before I’d make him piddle and then I kissed him to make up. I was missing his laughter.

 

It was really nice having the visits from Maggie and Philip; no one visits us except for the delivery people and they just leave the stuff at the door. I can’t forget Joe the pool guy, at least he talks to us. I should update his visits here sometime I guess. I’m a little concerned, maybe more than a little, when Marcus needs to go to Kaiser for his therapy visits next week. He got so tired with the walk from the car to the Doctor’s office and back. At least he had the rolling walker. I’m gonna insist that he sits down on the walker seat and rest next time. No more “Mr. Hard-head I can do this” next time. I know it must be embarrassing for him to feel weak out in public, but I need to be a better boss too! I’m his only nurse now and he knows it!

 

Marc’s Go Cart!

We actually went to a grocery store recently and I made him use one of those sit down electric shopping carts. I brought it out to the car for him. He thought he was gonna stay in the car while I shopped. I was gonna do that until I saw the electric cart waiting there and I got the idea. Man was he surprised. I thought maybe he’d hate the idea, no way. He was the happiest I’ve seen in days. Go figure driving an electric shopping cart would make him so happy. I’m glad they only go so fast, he was acting like a fucking race car driver! Well that’s not true, more like a brat! Lovable one though! Well if I can get him to trim it back some, maybe we can shop this way instead of online. We’ll see, I’m still the boss!

 

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Today is Saturday 11-7 We have a NEW President today!
It’s been a while since the last update. There were a couple of reasons too. First of all, Marcus is doing very well for an old fart! You know I had to say that right? If he wasn’t alright I’d feel bad saying that. My Sweetbabes is healing awesome! 
 
On last Thursday it has been two weeks since his surgery and he has seen his home Nurse Maggie and home Therapist Philip a few times. Next week is the last that they will come here and I’ll need to take him to Kaiser for his therapy instead. You’d be proud just like me on how good he is when doing his knee exercises. I think he should not push it too hard since his swollen leg is not gone yet. Philip said to me that Marc could do less reps at a time since his leg hasn’t returned to normal. Marcus is a hard head, I think I might have rubbed off on him. I hope it doesn’t hurt him.
 
Marc has asked for less of the strong Norco pain pills and said that the Tylenol is good enough. You can’t believe how relieved I am to hear that, maybe if you know me, you do. He has gotten a lot of his appetite back and that’s a relief too. I can’t wait to grill up some steaks for us, but in the meantime I’m actually eating stuff that he likes. Tell me that’s not love huh! I think my skin is turning green lately!🤣 You didn’t hear it here, some of that stuff is not half bad! Trust me, the minute he ditches the walker for a cane, I’m firing up the BBQ, we are going to fucken celebrate! We may need to wear coats outside, but that’s gonna be okay!
 

Marc’s new walker

I know there’s something that annoys him, it’s the hospital walker. There’s no wheels, probably a good thing at first, no danger of falling that way if it gets away from him. But he’s walking so good now, I don’t think his left knee is bothering him so much. I want to buy him a walker with wheels and caliper brakes on the handles. There’s this medical supply store near the hospital and I want to go there to buy him a walker. I also know in a week he will need to go to Kaiser for therapy, so a wheeled walker could be so much easier for him. 
 
I asked him if he’d like to take a drive with me to buy the walker. I want to be funny here and say he was in the shotgun side of his car before I finished my question. Of course he wasn’t but his eyes lit up and he smiled, and then I heard my Sweetbabes sound like himself, “You’re fucking right I want to go!” Or something close to that. Sometimes just a familiar word makes a big difference how you feel. Just hearing my old buddy talking like himself made me so happy.
 
Marc ties the cloth belt I gave him around himself so he always has a way to help lift his leg without straining his new knee. That’s how he got himself into his car by himself. I wasn’t far away, I was right behind him if he needed me. I remember shaking my head in disbelief as I walked around the back of his car to the drivers side. I’m gonna have my buddy back real soon, I just know it.
 
The other reason you’ve not heard much from us was because we’ve been watching a lot of TV coverage of the election. You’d be surprised at how that affects horniness, ha hah, what horny!
I promised not to bring up politics, but Marcus was really concerned about how it was going to turn out for so many people. I have listened to many of his ideas and why he felt that way. I realized I didn’t have any objections to any of it. I actually did support much of the same things. I know it’s not important to you, but I told him that I was going to support his man, that I was tired of listening about a juvenile narcissist in politics every fucking day. Enough already! There’s much more anger than what I will say here, but this morning we have a new hope for the future, and I’m with my Sweetbabes 100%. Especially now that we are together, I don’t want to see laws made trying to take us apart. 
 
I think you’ll be seeing something in the blog from Marcus soon. It might be short since he dozes off a lot while writing on his iPad. I watch to make sure the iPad doesn’t fall on the floor. I have no idea what he is writing about because we both like to read it along with you guys. We really do that. Even if we help each other on the posting or pictures I try not to read anything. It’s like opening a present from someone you love so much. Thanks for reading and caring too.
 
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Today is Saturday 10-31 Halloween (I forgot to upload yesterday’s update!)

Just today and tomorrow and then I can bring those fucking empty syringes back to a safe drop off box at the hospital. You’d think I’d get over poking my buddy’s stomach with the needles, but I didn’t. And one day I’m gonna need to do it again with his left knee. Yuck! Well you can believe me I made a record of where I poked him everyday just like I’m making notes about the Norco pain pills. I’m not gonna screw up with my good buddy, this relationship took a lifetime to get here. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna be responsible for screwing it up and him not getting everything he needs! 
 
I don’t even recognize myself lately, I don’t remember being like this before. Maybe there wasn’t a big need, IDK. I’m so happy I got time off from work so I can watch him better. I know he’s not gonna break if I’m not close by, but I do sit in a chair near the bed and use my iPad to write or reread his old chapters about us. They mean so much more now, sometimes I can’t read them because my eyes get all watery. It’s not like they are sad or shit like that, sometimes I remember being with him a lot like he wrote. It just makes me all happy inside, I don’t know why I get all blurry eyed, I just do. Nobody ever wrote nice stuff about me before, not even the sexy shit that embarrassed the fuck outta me! Now it’s just sexy horny memories for me. I am so fucking lucky, and now I get to write to you guys too. I mean how much better can it get?
 
Marcus just woke up and looked right over to the chair I was sitting on. See, he knows I’m here, he knew where to look first. He just smiled at me, and I think he said, “Good Morning,” but it was a little hard to hear him. I got up and kissed him, and for the first time since his operation he kissed me back. I so want to jump in bed with him, man, I’m awful! 
 
I did something I haven’t done for real since the surgery, my hand was gently rubbing his chest and then his belly and I couldn’t help it, I didn’t stop at his belly. I mean like I’ve given him sponge baths every day, and I have cleaned down there too. But this morning, I was not cleaning I was kinda playing with his dick for a while. He didn’t get an erection but he sure as fuck found a way to get way longer than the “Mushroom Head” he started out with. I like that term; I think Al from San Francisco called it that. I should take a picture of his longer dick for him, maybe he could “deep six” that “grower” problem he thinks that is such a bad thing. I’ll let you guess if I did take the picture or not though. I’d rather have a picture of him when he didn’t expect me to do that. I said I was awful! Maybe it’s just horny?
 
After his ninth shot in the belly, a check on his bandage, and a trip to the bathroom on his own with his walker, I helped him get some PJ’s on and a T-shirt too. I guess one day soon he will be doing a lot more on his own. I think I’m gonna hate that. It makes me feel so good helping him, I think I needed that in my life. He’s doing pretty good with the walker, a little faster and he’s so good about doing all his exercises. Even the heal slides in bed. He’s a pro with the belt I gave him to move his leg. I get such a kick outta watching him show me how good he’s getting at that. Sometimes I feel like what a proud papa should feel like. I’m gonna hate the day he says he doesn’t need me to help him anymore. I’ll fight the idea, but I know Marc will go out of his way telling me what a good job I did for him. That’s just what Marc would do, I know him too well now.
 
Do you want to know what he did in the kitchen? He said he’d make the coffee today. I told him he should just sit down, he just walked a fucking mile from the bedroom to the kitchen, he should rest. You know what he said? “Bite me!” Man, that was so good to hear that I laughed hard and told him, “Please, bite me anywhere, it’s all yours!” Then he laughed, oh that was so good to hear from him. Now I know he’s feeling better. I made him some French Toast from a couple of left-over brioche hot dog buns we had. It came out good too. I’m liking the idea of cooking now, it’s not a chore anymore. I don’t know what we will do today but having him in the kitchen with me is really nice. And maybe we can go sit outside on the deck. IDK, if that would be bad though, no swimming allowed for him. There’s no swimming for me too. However, it’s nice outside, and maybe he’ll like just sitting with me on the cushioned loveseat. Maybe he’ll let me put my arm around him and he’ll rest against me, we don’t have to talk.
 
I really don’t have a plan for the day, just be available for him. I tell you what though, I know I’m so fucking horny, the second I see a boner on him, it’s over babe! I’m putting that to use! 😜
 
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Today is Friday 10-30 Healing is getting better! (I didn’t post this on Friday, I forgot)
Yesterday was one week since Marc’s knee surgery, that week went fast! I hope the rest do the same! Marc has been working with me on the Norco meds by only using it when he really needs it. I’m giving him his Tylenol Arthritis Strength pills when it’s not so bad. Marc knows everything about my drug addiction that I can still remember. He knows how I got addicted to pain pills before replacing them with bad decisions and hard drugs. I’m not embarrassed to tell you that, you are my friends, it’s okay if you know I’m a flawed guy. Marc will not repeat my history as long as I’m in charge! 
 
I can tell when Marc is not feeling okay, he gets the saddest looking face. That look makes me think he thinks he’s disappointing me somehow. I’m disappointing me for not recognizing it fast enough. I do keep a record of every Norco he takes on my iPhone notes app.

Dinner from the wives, awesome!

Last night our wives made good on their gift of a casserole dish for us. They did not stay and eat with us though; they had an excuse to go back to their renovations. They made an Enchilada Bake which was so good! Even Marc ate more than he has been eating. I hope that doesn’t mean he hates my food! 😟 One of them made a Flan for our dessert. That was fucking awesome! I could eat that every day! I bet it was Lisa who made it, Ellen never had made one before, I think. 

 
Marcus had a nice conversation with them, he was the reason why they were here with the food. I made the coffee for us and tea for them, and then joined in the conversation. I don’t want you to think that our wives are cold and uncaring women; Lisa has talked with Marcus every day on the phone and has visited in person too. I just haven’t been a part of their calls or visits. Marc can write about it one day if he wishes. I’ve talked to Ellen where she grills me on how I’m taking care of him. The mothering thing comes up easily for them, it should, they both had kids. It’s just they don’t think men can care for others good enough, I guess. I care very much for Marcus, and not for just the sex! (I so want to say, yeah and that too! Not cool huh?)
 
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Today is Wednesday 10-28 a Nurse and Therapist visit at home

Monday night Marc had a better night’s rest and I fell asleep on a wing chair next to the bed. I didn’t plan on that, I was writing you guys back while he was sleeping and then I found my iPad on the floor when I woke up. I helped Marc as soon as I woke up. I bet he was watching and let me sleep. He was happy to get that pee bottle and to get his leg off the mountain of bedding too. I gave him a break from elevating his leg for a couple more hours of rest, that had to be nice for him.
 
On Tuesday morning I thought Marc’s right leg felt a little less swollen. Maybe my wishful thinking. But it’s still kinda hard to the touch and the dimple test Nurse Maggie showed me did leave a depression that stayed, not good. We did a few exercises he was taught by the hospital therapist. And he got out of bed a few times and used the walker they gave him to get to an armchair close by. 

I had my first injection to give him the first thing in the morning. I need to poke him in his belly and he doesn’t really have that cute belly of his anymore. But I could pinch more than an inch of belly while he was laying down to inject him. I so hate doing this, but I found my balls and held my breath and did it. And he didn’t even make a sound. Yay, now I have five more to go. I’m still not going to like it though. I wonder why there isn’t a pill for this!
 
He’s still using the pee bottle he brought home with him, the bathroom is still a hike for him. Hey, it’s all good, he’s asking to get up to pee, a lot less danger of spilling that way. He actually got to hold the bottle once too. He just propped himself against the bed. I bet it made him feel good too. I know he doesn’t mind me helping him though. I saw he needed help moving his right leg, it’s too early to get the strength he needs. I gave him a soft bathrobe belt and showed him how to loop it under his right foot, that way he could move his leg with his hands holding the belt. I don’t expect he will do that while I’m around, but I figured in case I wasn’t around he could move his leg on his own. You know I’m gonna be in the in the kitchen making food sometimes. I’d never hear him call me that far away. I’ve actually been wearing shorts to have a pocket for my iPhone. 😉 That ought to earn me some points, right?

Marc has been eating a little bit every time I offered him food, probably enough to keep a bird alive. One of Marc’s blog friends Al, suggested to me that I buy him some Greek Yogurt with fruit. That’s such a good idea and easy to eat too. I’ll order some groceries and the yogurt to be delivered, I don’t want him to be all alone just yet.
 

I found this on Google, bionic Marcus 

I had Marc use his walker to walk into the bathroom so he could brush his teeth and I could give him his sponge bath. I’m thinking he’s milking the sponge bath thing. That’s okay, I’m having more fun giving him it than he knows. Maybe he does know. Maybe he’s starting to show a little bit of his horny side?  That night I made sure I was in bed before I fell asleep in the chair again. Marc with his leg raised once again, reached over and ran the back of his right hand on my furry chest, up and down for a while. I don’t think my dick ever responded so fast before. 

His hand fell on my left arm and as I looked over at him, he had fallen asleep. I called out to “Alexa” to turn off all the lights. I did put a couple of wall plug night lights in the room in case he got up one night while I was asleep. I’m almost embarrassed to say this, but I had this lonely boner with no place to go. I guess you can figure it out on your own.
 
I’m only writing this for me, he got the second injection from me early on Wednesday morning. I did wake him up to tell him that I was gonna do it. I don’t want him to hate me because he woke up with a fucking needle in his belly. Or maybe finding me trying to grab a bunch of belly not there. Ha hah! I put the laugh there because I’m still fucking nervous doing this

Marc’s real X-ray

for him. Four more to go. Somehow they missed telling me about the needle shit I had to do for him!

On Wednesday afternoon his home therapist arrived. His name is Philip and man, is he tall! I’m 5’8” and next to Marc I don’t feel so short, this guy must be 6’6” he made my neck hurt looking up at him! 😅 Okay, so I guess I do have a jealous streak in me. Well I can’t change my height any more than my dick size, besides I like both anyway! Philip brought the X-ray of Marc’s new knee with him and I’m posting it here for you. He was concerned about the swollen leg so I told him about what the nurse said. He did think it would impact the exercises some, and we should keep an eye on it. The only thing he did was make me panic more inside, I was starting to feel better about the swelling. I’ll be sure to check his leg often, but I don’t want Marc to panic over it.
 
The days are mostly the same now, several exercise times, getting Marc to eat, which is getting better. Keeping an eye on how many Norco I’m giving him. I’d liked to see him on Tylenol soon. I don’t trust those addicting drugs. And it’s not helping his appetite. I’ve been giving him stool softeners too because that drug can constipate you. I hope he’s not going to be embarrassed that I’ve been writing about that stuff. It’s all part of recovery. Not sexy, but just think how good it’s gonna be when he’s finally better. I think it’s sexy just taking care of him. I never took care of a grown man before, I’m happy he’s letting me do it for him.
 
Marc was able to use his walker to go to the kitchen and sit down with me for coffee after Philip left. That was a long walk for him so sitting for a while should help. It was nice sitting across from him and seeing him smile at me while he was having coffee. I told him I’m always gonna be here for him, and for anything he might want. My wink let him know, any time, any place babe.
 
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Today is Monday 10-26 Marc’s first full day at home
This will be Marc’s first full day at home. He had a rough night, awake lots of times with pain or the need to pee. I’m glad I was able to sleep in the same bed with him, or I’d have to use the guest bedroom that Lisa suggested I use. That’s too far from the master bedroom to hear him though. The hospital sent him home with a plastic pee bottle to use while in bed, good thinking! I bought a portable potty chair with arms from a medical supply store. He can use the arms to get up from the chair or steady himself while peeing. It also can be put over the toilet to help him later. 
 
Marc needed some pain pills during the night, it’s Norco and he needs to wait four hours before gets more. I started a Note file on my iPhone to keep track for him, or I guess me, since I’ll be giving it to him. I was addicted to pain meds long ago that’s how things went so bad for me when I couldn’t get more pills.
 
I’m happy that I’m a light sleeper now! I was able to help him with the pee bottle three times during the night and I got it emptied afterwards too. I’ll have to help him out of bed to poop though. He’s not eating so I guess that’s not a situation yet. His swollen leg is so hard feeling that it scares me, I need to find out why he got to go home like that. Maybe they need the rooms for Covid? I got a call this morning from a Nurse that will be here today to give him his shot and check on his scar and swollen leg. What shot?

 

I got Marc up from bed and onto the potty chair to help him with a sponge bath. I bought some body soap that disappears without rinsing, I figured they don’t want him getting all wet, right? I had time on my hands while he was in the hospital so I went to a medical supply store. I liked looking for stuff for him to buy, and it made the time go by faster too.
 
I made him a scrambled egg and one piece of toast with butter and honey. I told him if he didn’t eat it I’d find a very nasty way of getting it in him! He didn’t dare me, good because I was bluffing. I actually fed him like a little kid and he let me do it too. (Open your mouth and let the airplane in.) 😂 I think he’s a bigger needy guy than me! Chalk one up for me this time! I bet all the medication is doing this to him.

 

The Nurse that was assigned to visit came after lunch time, at least he had eaten a bit. Her name is Maggie and was very sweet. (I’d like a Nurse to be sweet not bored with her job.) She had a box of 10 injection syringes with her, three were missing. She told me he needs to get an injection in his belly every morning until they are gone and not to miss doing that. I think my knees got real weak, I’m a recovering addict, that’s scares me. I’ll have to man up big time! She had me watch her do it, and said the needle is very sharp and he won’t feel it at all. Yeah, maybe when he actually had a belly! But he didn’t make a sound, but he did look away when she did it! It looks like my sweet Marcus doesn’t like needles! She told me to not use the same spot every day when I do it, oh great now I have to look too! 😝
 
She looked at what I made to elevate his leg and said it looked very helpful. She said from the X-rays and I think Ultrasound tests there wasn’t a clot to worry about, but continue to work on bringing the swelling down. She’ll be back maybe on Thursday but not later than Friday for a recheck. She thought the scar was looking good and not to worry, that it will look much better as it heals. And she advised me not to overdo anything with him, he will let me know if he needs more rest. I told her about his lack of appetite and she gave me a couple of ideas and said she’ll have a Kaiser Nutritionist call to help on this for me.
 
After she left., I had Marc sit up on an arm chair for a while, and let him get off the chair without my help too. He’s been wearing just a big white T-Shirt at home today, it’s long enough to cover his unused parts! Unless you are sitting down and watching him, it covers nothing! Is it so wrong that I just sat and looked? Well I did help him put on shorts for Nurse Maggie’s visit today though. I have his back you know!

 

When he told me he had to pee, I thought he could just pee into the potty chair while standing, well maybe if he had one hand free to hold his dick too. But he needed to hold the chair arms to stand without wobbling. I decided to help him by holding the pee bottle over his dick for him, a lot less mess now too. (Besides, it’s the only dick time I’m gonna get for a while! 🤪)
 
I hadn’t remembered how tired the pain meds can make you. I’ve been sitting in the bedroom with my iPad writing for you as he dozes off. Swollen leg or not, he’s still the sexiest man in here! Especially when he let the sheet slide off of him. That’s quite a position to be naked in, I’m just saying! You know, right?
 

I made dinner of pork chops and mashed potatoes with gravy. I kept it light and he ate a few bites for me. He might get hungry later. I’m sure it’s the Norco doing this to him. I know you can get constipated on it too. I’m not gonna force him to eat, hopefully if it smells good he’ll want to try it. I hope.

Last night I couldn’t snuggle with him because of his leg raised like that, but I did put my hand on his chest to just be there, and sometimes he’d put his hand on top of mine and then fall back to sleep. You don’t always need sex when you can just hold each other. There will be a time one day that he will want more from me, and man, will I be ready for him! 
 
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Update later on Sunday 10-25 at home
When we got home from the hospital I helped him out of the car and brought his walker to him. It’s a good thing his house is one story, and only one step up into the house from the garage. He asked if I minded if he went to rest in the bedroom. I helped him take off his clothes and helped his leg into the bed. He said he needed to raise his right leg way high on a bunch pillows or blankets. He told me where to find the extra bedding. I built a nice tower for him to place his leg. The only thing he can’t raise his leg by himself right now, especially that high. That’s why I’m there for him. I very gently raised his leg up and on the tower of bedding. He looked like he was doing the splits like that. I asked him if he’d like a sheet too cover him, maybe a blanket too. He opted for the just the sheet only. 
 
The sheet was really more for me, he doesn’t need me all over him right now and in that position, he caused quite a stir in my pants. We may want to revisit this position later when he’s back to normal, ha hah! 😛 I bet you can tell that I’m just so happy he’s back home and in my care. I’ve been studying the paperwork he brought home stating what he needs to do to recover..
 
I pulled up a chair close to the bed and asked if I could hold his left hand, something I wanted to do in the hospital. He just gave it to me and before you know it my babe was asleep. I felt good that he was in his own bed and that I could be here for him. I have a feeling I’m gonna be busy for quite a few weeks.

I bought one of those weird potty chairs for him at a medical supply store. He can use it or I can put it over the toilet later. It has arms so he can get up if sitting down or stabilize himself if standing. I have a feeling this will be very useful for him for a while.

 
Later after he woke up I got him to have some Mrs. Grasses Chicken Noodle Soup. It’s a dry box soup you add water to, it tastes good and that’s all he wanted. I hope that his lack of hunger goes away soon. I’ll ask the Nurse about what I can do when she comes here this week. 
 
I hope he won’t mind having me in bed with him. If not I can use the guest bedroom they gave me to use. Unfortunately it’s not close to the Master Bedroom. I’ll leave you here and maybe next the update will be after one of the house visits with the Therapist or Nurse. Marc is back to sleep with his leg up high. Poor guy had to get a swollen leg too. 
 
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Today is Sunday 10-25 Marcus is Back Home Again!
I brought Marcus back home today, I was so anxious to see him. I waited for the call that he was ready to be pick up later this afternoon. He said he will need to keep his leg elevated in bed at home to help with the swelling. I am not happy to hear that the swelling didn’t go away. I don’t know, I guess it will take some time to do that. 
 
They gave him a walker to take home to use. And he’s to get no real showers for three weeks, just sponge baths; I don’t see that as a problem! Do you? 😜 Plus no driving a car for 2 months. I bet he’s pissed-off about the no driving shit! Well it is his right leg, the gas and brake leg. I’ll drive him anywhere he needs to go, that’s what I’m here for, and a bunch more.
 
At around 3:15pm I got the call to come pick him up. I used Marc’s crossover SUV instead of my truck, it would be too high for him to climb inside now. I was waiting in the hospital parking lot a couple of hours so I didn’t have to drive all excited to see him. I couldn’t stand hanging around the house waiting for the call anyway. At least I got to talk to Marc on my iPhone out in the parking lot. He said he’s just waiting for the guy who’ll wheel him outside. Like that was an eternity for me! I took a lot of short walks talking to him since my ass was tired of sitting and waiting.

 

When he told me he was being brought downstairs for pickup, I brought his car around to the front where I left him off on Thursday morning. Marc kinda looked like a guy who’s been through a lot in the hospital when I spotted him in the wheelchair. (I was gonna say he looked like something a cat would drag in, but I won’t say that! You didn’t hear it from me!) My poor sweet Marc. I got to see this huge bandage on his right knee. His new walker was hanging on the back of the wheelchair and a plastic bag with his belongings was in his lap. I jumped out to open his door and take his stuff and stowed everything in the back of the car.
 
The male nurse or orderly helped Marc out of the wheelchair and guided him into the car. I told him I’d take over from there and thanked him for taking Marc out for pick up. As Marc was settling into the seat I helped him with seatbelt, but I also took off his mask and mine too. I planted a welcome home kiss that might have taken too long to not have been noticed; fuck them if they don’t like it. I missed him so much. 
 
I found out I needed to head for the pharmacy for some meds before we left for home though. It’s in a different building so that was my first stop. I asked Marc if he was hungry for some real food. No he wasn’t, he told me he was never hungry and ate very little. I asked him again to be sure and said I’d take him anywhere he wanted. He said just take him home, that he was tired and had to elevate his leg for the swelling.

 

His poor right leg was a lot bigger than his left leg. He said he’ll need to elevated it in bed everyday and use an ice pack too. I’ll need to change the dressing on his knee for him and a bunch of stuff written down for me to follow. He told me on Monday or Tuesday a new Therapist will visit for a few weeks and a Nurse will visit at home too. I better make sure the place doesn’t look like two guys live there. Actually, I think I kept it clean while he was in the hospital. I ate out a lot. I hate making food for one.
 
I wrote lots of this for you while waiting on him today, I’ll get anything else out to you later tonight after I get him settled. I had no idea how painful it was going to be missing him like that! More later!
 
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Today is Saturday 10-24

I got to talk to a not so groggy buddy this morning. He said sleeping is next to impossible in a hospital when they come in and do stuff to him so often during the night. He said he has a catheter attached to his dick so he doesn’t have to get up to go pee. I remember having one of those attached to my dick years ago. No fun, I guess calling peeing fun is not gonna cut it in the hospital huh? Ha hah!

 

Marc’s swollen leg and scar

He said they have a machine on his right calf that’s squeezes it off and on. It doesn’t hurt though. It’s for circulation I guess. His leg is still swollen and he sent me a picture of his leg with the new scar. I cropped it to just the scar for you. I hope he doesn’t mind me showing you.

It was so nice to hear his voice again, and he told me not to worry, that he’s in good hands. He likes his therapist Matt, says he’s really a cool dude, and he got to stand for while and walk over to a chair. But they want him in bed with the machine on his leg. That scares me, why is he having trouble? I didn’t read anything about swollen legs when I looked up what I need to do to help him at home.

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Today is Friday 10-24 and I got a call from a groggy sounding Marcus early, I’m bringing his iPhone and charger to the hospital and some silky underwear, shirt and shorts; someone will take it to his room for me. I guess he’s not a fan of having his bare ass showing in the hospital gown. I’m guessing here. He wasn’t able to talk much but said he’d call me later today.
 

Marc’s breakfast omelette, I’ll fix that at home!

I talked to Marc, he said he can’t wait for a real omelette from me when he comes home. Also, he got to stand up on his new knee for a couple of minutes. The pain meds must be working because he didn’t feel any pain, but his head is still foggy. His leg is very swollen and they were concerned about a blood clot. Oh, that’s what I want to hear! So far he hasn’t wanted to eat, I may not blame him hospital food sucks!
He met his Physical Therapist today, his name is Matt and was really nice as he showed him how to move and strengthen his right leg. He will see him two times a day while in the hospital. Marc said he will get another Physical Therapist that will visit us at home next week. That’s good he can teach me what to do for Marcus.
 
Marcus thinks he might come home on Saturday or Sunday if the swelling of his leg gets better. I got a little phone time with him, but he said his therapist just got there to work with him.

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On Thursday 10-22 morning around 4:00am I got up and got everything ready for the trip to the hospital. Marcus wasn’t allowed to eat after dinner yesterday, just a sip of water to take his pills. I let him sleep until 5:00am. We left in time to arrive at the hospital at 6:00am. It didn’t take to long to get there.
 
Marc went in with just some sweats on and nothing else except his Kaiser ID, he left everything with me. I dropped him off at the entrance to the hospital and I didn’t care who saw me, I hugged and kissed him and stood there watching him go inside. I went home and waited, watched a lot of TV news just to take my mind off worrying.
 
I didn’t hear anything for hours and hours, it seemed like forever. I got a call from Lisa that he was in the ICU for a long time after the operation. There was a problem they were watching, but felt he could go to a room later in the day. That’s all I got from her, she didn’t have a room number yet. Needless to say none of that helped, I think it made it worse. What happened that they needed to watch him?