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Thursday, April 12, 2012
CPM, How We Loathe Thee
Should have been an easy day. Not.
Lauren met her old nemesis once again: the CPM machine. The continuous passive motion machine bends the knee after a surgical procedure to avoid stiffness and breakdown/avoid scar tissue buildup. It’s a heavy, awkward machine that was certainly designed by Satan, torture engineer extraordinaire. In addition to all the other hospital "musts," Lauren has to spend a large amount of her time strapped into the CPM--2 hours on, 2 hours off--around the clock. When she’s not in the CPM, she’s strapped into an industrial brace with a secondary boot that forces her foot into a 90 degree angle. Super comfy and an awesome recipe for restful sleep. Combine this with nurse visits for vitals and medications, doctor visits, machine alarms, and answering the call of nature when the body is in pain… and you can imagine how rough Lauren’s day has been.
Fortunately, Lauren has had some lovely visitors today. Thank you Lynette (with a gift box from Jamie), Dr. Hawkins, Audrey from Make-a-Wish (bearing french fries, a vanilla shake, and rainbow socks!), Darlis and Katie, and Jessica (cute bracelets). We watched A Little Princess and enjoyed the time bending and not, while some of us counted dust motes and tried to nap. Last but not least, Dad came by with movies and a rescue order from bad hospital food: sour cream mashed potatoes. What a great guy!
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