Thursday, July 4, 2013
Last week, Sis and I noticed that while Dad's face was looking good, his neck was covered with the rash. This week, it was still there and he was scratching at it. I asked, once again, if the folks in charge were *sure* Dad's medicated wash was being used on him.
Long story short, yes, the wash was being used on Dad. But only on his face. It was prescribed for application on the face, so it was only applied to his face. His neck wasn't touched, in spite of its condition.
Now, I understand that if something is prescribed in a certain way, then that's the way it has to be used. I don't fault that.
What I do fault is that not a single person thought to mention to the doctor that Dad needed the wash on his neck, even though it was painfully obvious. They just let it go until I complained about his discomfort.
We were told that this must have happened overnight because it "wasn't there yesterday." I took this picture on June 26th, over a week ago.
*sigh* That's it. No more words. Just. . . . *sigh*
On a brighter note, Dad's doing good health-wise, eating well and staying out of his wheel chair for the time being. He naps a lot, but that's okay. Here's a photo from a week or so ago.
Happy 4th everyone!