I wrote a few days back about BA’s adventure with vestibular neuritis. The good news is that she’s continuing to improve, and while not back to “normal” she’s much better, walking on her own, doing stuff around the house and feeling stronger every day. She’s not driving yet, but thinking about it. Clearly, we’re in recovery mode.
If you read my original story, you may recall that BA found herself stuck on the bathroom floor in a full-fledged bout of vertigo. I was sleeping soundly one room over. I have some hearing loss, notably in the higher pitched voice range. It took BA quite a while to wake me up, and when yelling didn’t work, she started banging the doors on the vanity. I don’t know what finally roused me, but I eventually came to the surface, heard her calling and responded. While this was uncomfortable and scary for BA, the delay in waking me didn’t change the resolution of her illness. However, there are instances where that same time difference could be a big deal, notably stroke and heart attack. So what to do?
In the past, we’ve used a wireless doorbell with good results. The person who needs help has the button nearby, pushes it, the helper hears it and shows up to help. If you know there’s a situation, it works really well. We used it after my shoulder surgery and when BA had stomach virus with great success. But, in this case, where there wasn’t any warning? Carrying one’s cell phone at all times is an option, but again, not the most obvious thing to do routinely when going from bed to bathroom in the middle of the night. Aside from those buttons that hang around your neck (The I’ve fallen and I can’t get up advertisements), we need a less expensive and less intrusive option.
It’s interesting to me, that while I tend not to hear voices/talking while sleeping, I hear the phone, and doorbells or door knocking. I started taking night call nearly 40 years ago, I have had a lot of practice. BA doesn’t hear the phone or bell at night; she had to learn to ignore call night activities from my side of the bed. Past morning conversations: BA “it was a quiet call night last night”. Me: “yeah, after I left to deliver a baby and came home a few hours later”. BA: “Oh”. And yet, I occasionally talk in my sleep and BA will notice that. So I hear doorbells and phones, but not voices while BA hears voices but not doorbells or phones. Interesting.
While BA was in the hospital, it was pretty clear that when she came home, she would be sleeping on our main floor for a while. There’s a very comfy pull out couch in our sitting room, with ample room for one and fairly easy access to our most maneuverable bathroom. I’d be sleeping upstairs, so a reliable means of contact would be important. Doorbell time. I found the chime unit of our old doorbell, but not the button. So I got another, which turns out to have an extremely loud “ding-dong”. I won’t sleep through it. The neighbors may not, either.
When BA first got home, a week ago today, she was downstairs with the button at her bedside. Now, she’s sleeping upstairs and we’ve put the button in the bathroom she uses at night. The good news is we haven’t had to test it out. I hope we never need to, and its good to know we have more means of contact should there be a problem. Always something on this adventure we call life.
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