Another incident just happened a couple weeks ago. I had major foot
surgery on January 18. As they sent me home in a "walker," it seemed too
heavy for me to move around the house and I seemed to have great difficulty
navigating that. My son would carry me into the dining area and let me "sit
up." Two days following surgery and still being very weak, I was working on
crossword puzzles. It was about 8 PM or so and I was home alone as he was at
his little part-time job.
While trying to figure out some of the answers, I heard them popping
noises again. Of course it sounded like the same ones I hear nightly coming
from my bedroom that I no longer sleep in. At first, I dismissed those
sounds, thinking that it must be just my imagination. It happened the second
time! I started to get a little bit concerned as, remember, I cannot walk or
move around. I put down my crossword puzzle book and it happened again about
30 seconds later. This time it seemed much louder and by now any other
thoughts that it was "sounds of the house" were rapidly getting tossed out in
my mind.
Finally, when I heard the same popping noises the forth time, my fear
this time turned to anger. Remembering what my daughter had said, yell back,
I decided to do that as I really wasn't feeling well having a double bone
graft in my foot as well as half of Home Depot in fixations planted on my
foot. I was really irked, mad and furious! I yelled back into that room so
loud that my words bounced around the tiny area, "Can't you see I'm very
sick?!! I just got operated on and am in no moooood to be bothered with this
nonsense. LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
After that, about 20 seconds later, I heard one more time of popping
noises, rather quieter than before, and then it stopped. For the remaining 2
hrs until my son came home, I sat and enjoyed peace and quiet.
