Today I went to Windsor about 1'ish. My mom was sitting at the side of her bed leaning on her table...with her lunch partly eaten. I could see that the had only taken a couple of bites...she really isn't eating much. I really want her to drink her fluids but she doesn't do that too good either. She was pretty good about drinking a fair amount of water before this all happened but not right now. She was dressed in regular clothes as compared to yesterday when she had a hospital gown on.
My mom said that Arlene had been there with another friend (I can not remember her name-sorry) and she said they had a nice visit....
I had called on my way to work to here how she had done with the mask....no surprise that she had pulled it off many times. I told them to leave it on until she is awake instead of shutting it down at 6am they said they would. I also told them to put it on earlier last night which they did....they put it on about 8:30 and by 10pm she has taken it off 2x and one of the times totally took it apart and the mask ended up under the bed.
After a few minutes she told me a story about nurses yelling at her because I have been calling in the middle of the night to check on her....I assured her that I am not calling as I am asleep....she had me go and get a particular nurse (which I did)..she asked the nurse about me calling....and then retold an interesting story that really sounded like a dream....the nurse just nodded and winked at me. She made me go out and asked the front desk...and her morning therapist says that she had told her the same story. Interesting...she is still not completely clear although once she starts getting into conversation everything clears up and she can keep up with most of the conversation.
Her occupational therapist came in to take her to therapy. She didn't really want to go but I told her that I was going with her and she said "well ok then". The therapist told me that she has been working with my mom and dressing and grooming....she got my mom's hairbrush and handed it to my mom...who turned and tried to hand it to me so I could brush her hair....the therapist said "no mame you brush your own hair...come on now" and my mom did...I giggled a little. In the therapy room they removed the oxygen and my mom maintained a good level the whole time.....she had to do 3sets of 10 arm lifts straight up with 2lbs weights in her hands...it was funny that when the OT turned her back my mom quit and said "I did 10"....I "helped" her realize that she had only done one set so she did 2 more sets. She also had to stand and catch a beach ball and then throw it back all while maintaining her balance...she did good. Then the OT had me hit a balloon to her in all directions and she had to bat it back....when she was done (she said she was done and sat down) she said "see I beat you" to me. Ann and Ray arrived at the end of her session and the therapist had my mom walk down the hall to the main room where the 4 of us sat and talked. My mom was very clear at this point, keeping up well with the conversation and interjecting when appropriate, which makes me believe that she will be fully back at some point.
Anyone who would like to visit would be great....she does a lot better when she is kept engaged...she may not recognize you at first glance especially if she has just awoken but soon it all becomes clear for her and she is right there in the conversation.
You all rock...thank you all for your support.
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