The physical therapists just left after working with Dad for a half hour or so. They got him sitting up and looking out the window. While he was sitting, they had him do some reach exercises, where one girl told him to reach up and touch her hand. She moved her hand a little bit each time, higher, or from side to side. They also helped him stand for a minute or so. They said they're trying to do anything they can to help him use his muscles, especially those on the affected side. He did fine but seemed very tired.
Dad is resting now. A couple of minutes ago, he started shifting around in his bed and saying, "I need..." something. I figured out he wanted a pillow under his arm. The physical therapists had forgotten to put it back. That was a major victory for me. I asked is that better and he said, "Yes. Thank you."
I put on some quiet Mormon Tabernacle Choir music. I asked him if he's enjoying the music and he said yes. Right now it's "Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing." I know he loves that song. I can't listen to it without crying. Of course, it doesn't take much these days, with all of our emotions so close to the surface....
Thank u for the wonderful updates about Denny.. what a great idea to keep people posted. I wish we had done this when my Mom was in the hospital. Will u please tell him we pray for him each and everyday, and think of him constantly. He and I shared a nice lunch a few months ago at Kowloon and he told me that his greatest joy now was his kids and their families.. watching them learn and grow and turn into great people. He seemed so relaxed and happy and enjoying retirement. I enjoyed and treasured our visit. You all take care of yourselves as well... it can be very draining on you and your families. Much love, Lisa Orgill Evertsen
ReplyDeleteI'm praying for you and thinking of you often, Den! You have an amazing family taking care of you. Tell them thanks for the updates. :)
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