The time is now.

Well, tomorrow is the day. I go into the hospital at noon. I have no idea what I will be doing all afternoon since the preliminary tests are finished. I guess I’ll find out.

During the last two weeks since my pre-operative tests I’ve talked to a lot of people who have told me their experiences which all differ from one another.

In an effort to get some correct information on what to expect we visited Dotoressa Mommi, our primary care doctor. She told me the length of the hospital stay depended on how I was doing. She did tell me a little about the PT process. We have to wait until I return home then we can set something up. I’ll get instructions from the hospital for Mommi to help move forward for us. It is possible to have home visits for a while. But emphasis is that I get out of the house ASAP. The stairs are a problem. I guess we will just have to trust the system.

Going to an Italian Hospital is NOT anything like going to an American hospital. All the information I’ve gleaned so far says I will be in a ward. There are no curtains or privacy. The nurses do not provide much assistance for things like a drink of water, or help going to the bathroom. It is expected that a friend or relative will stay with you. Another difference here is that the hospital provides nothing for your stay. No water or toilet paper, you even have to bring your own cutlery, plate, cup and glass! Here is my suitcase in packing process.

And, for a bit of good news, they finally removed all the scaffolding from the Comune building across from us. It is quite striking with its bright yellow paint and white trim, new copper gutters and downspouts and earthquake stabilization. The interior is gutted so I have no idea when that part will be even started. Maybe it will wait until the new government in town comes in. So now, I can again see the piazza. Here’s the building from our window.

6 thoughts on “The time is now.

  1. Nancy Hampton Post author

    The yellow is very pretty. My favorite color. And nope. That’s what I’m taking. Luther can always bring anything else I may need.

  2. Nancy Hampton Post author

    Hi Sharon. I have had so many differing things told to me I’m dizzy. At this point I am just going with the flow. The story about your nurse singing you to sleep is very sweet. I’ll be blogging about it all!

  3. royae

    OH I love that yellow. Maybe we will love the same color of yellow home for sale near by us here in Florida. Hmmm! I would not be looking forward to a week in hospital there, but hate to say it, but it could be worse. I just know that my suitcase would have more TP in it than one roll and fazzioleti . Surely you have more of other things that in your photo?

  4. Sharon Barresi Duncan

    I have been in Italian hospital on two occasions. One was a three week stay. I rec’d lots of help from the staff and can honestly say the experience was not bad. No frills but clean and efficient. One night after a day of pain, the male nurse sang me to sleep as he watched the pain medication take effect. I think you will be fine. Don’t forget your phone charger and I wish for you good roommates and a speedy recovery.

  5. Joanne Qualey

    Nancy, good luck with the knee replacement! We’ll be thinking of you! If we can help in any way, let me know.
    Joanne xx

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