By mid-morning, I was feeling fine! I could have gone to church after all, but this is where the "strange providences" came in.
Granddaddy took a backwards head-first fall, or slide, out of bed. If I hadn't been home, Mama would have had to deal with it all by herself. As it was, it took both of us and a lift to get him off the floor. I wasn't strong enough to get his torso (with a gait belt) more than a few inches off the floor without help...Mama was at his feet, so she couldn't help me.
Mama called Daddy, who was in church by that point, figuring he had his ringer turned off, but with vibrate on. Of all days, today was the day that he forgot to turn his ringer off. He said later when he came home that it was turned all the way up...
About the same time she called him, I started dabbling with the lift. Daddy told Mama to use the lift and by the time she handed me the phone to get instructions, I had already figured out how to operate the thing. (It's easy.)
We ended up having to rearrange Granddaddy on the floor so I could get the lift over him (and I still bumped his head with the frame! Poor man...two falls and an inconsiderate granddaughter banging his poor head all within a 12-hour period!) I do not think he likes the lift very well at all--but we did get him back in bed, his bloody arm bandaged (he had managed to flay some of the skin on his left arm back again), and nicely covered up. The only thing we forgot was the absorbent pad that we place between his legs (he refuses to wear a brief, so we improvise).
Before I went back to my reading, I crawled under Daddy's desk and retrieved his bundle of bungee cords (perhaps it's a strange place to keep them) and put two of them between the head and leg railings in hopes that it would at least slow Granddaddy down if he decided to try another Houdini trick on us today. We had already picked him up off the floor at five this morning (Mama came and woke us up to help). It amazes me that he got practically all the way across the room before falling down...his legs are basically strapped together with a couple of braces to protect that left hip--which I do not think came out of the socket either time he fell (thankfully!)
After lunch this afternoon, Daddy and Mama went to town where Daddy purchased the needed supplies to make better bed-railings (one could easily call this a work of both necessity and mercy). Hopefully, with the new railings, Granddaddy will not fall/slide/Houdini his way out of the bed again tonight.
On a more positive note, I hear he ate a whole two eggs with sour cream and cheese in them this evening and had some apple juice!