Almost exactly two years after mom died, dad started having problems with his legs and back. He kept falling down, tripping, and as his back had gotten worse he graduated from using a cane, to a walker, ... and eventually needed a wheel chair full time.
I don't know how we could possibly miss mom more, not a day of those two years went buy without a whole lot tears, but she was the master at working dad through the system to get him where he needed to be. I hadn't really fully developed that skill set yet, so after we screwed around for almost 3 months trying to get him referred to his back specialist (DUH!!!), I finally said "screw it dad, put on your turtle brace on, I'm taking you to the ER!" At least the turtle brace and wheel chair combo bumped him right from the waiting room to the ER without a beat.
A fun 18+ hours later, they got him into the MRI, we'd been trying to get for months and months! After so many surgeries, we had a good idea what the problem was... compression of the spinal chord. Sure enough, it was pinching off the nerves that ran his legs. From there, it moved a little faster. A day later he was having another spinal fusion. By mom's birthday he was in Mary Free Bed for therapy.
Thankfully he got stronger and stronger and eventually became stable enough to walk without a cane again, but that didn't last long. One of his two bad knees had begun buckling without any fair warning and was starting to cause him pretty significant pain. He would just suddenly drop to the floor, which is not ideal when more than 1/2 your spine is titanium. When it got to the point the pain was waking him up all night long, we got him back into our good friends at Orthopedic Associates of West Michigan.
"This Too Shall Pass"
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