Yesterday Russ had his first day at the Rehab center and they started the ball rolling right away. He has a schedule every day where he sees Physical Therapy, Occupational Therapy and Speech Therapy. He was given his own wheelchair and uses this to get to his therapies. Right now the therapists come and get him, but soon he will be have to make it down himself using his chair.
I arrived at the tail end of his first Physical Therapy appointment. I could tell right away from the look on his face he was frustrated. The therapist was great that was working with him but Russ was disappointed in the lack of what his right leg was doing. Don't even get him started on his arm…
They taught me how to transfer him from the bed to the chair and once I'm trained I can do it on my own while he is in his room. I wanted to tell these people "please… I know how to do this!" but I held my tounge and humored them with the education. This is one skill this nurse did not forget.
The Speech therapy appointment was the hardest yesterday. I truly felt stupid after and Russ passed without problem. They test for short term memory, articulation and many other things. Russ has no problem with memory at all. He knows everything that is going on which probably brings on part of his frustration. They asked craziest questions and when they tested his memory they gave him 4 words to remember and then asked many questions. Then they come back and ask him to recite the four words again. Russ nailed it. I was sitting behind Russ and forgot two of them. Good grief. Those of you that have met my Prince know he is a very articulate and highly educated man. I found it funny when Russ would give his answers to the therapist. They were always a higher thinking and I could see it would stump the therapist a few times. Again, he nailed it. Besides articulating his words with accuracy he has trouble getting the words he wants out. This is very frustrating for him and typically he will just say, "oh well" and giggle.
When we went back to the room for lunch I could tell in his face that he was not happy. I asked him what was going on in his head and he said he wanted more. In other words, skip lunch and lets get more of a workout. His therapy was complete at 2:30 and he wanted to go back to Physical Therapy. The psycologist popped in and it was perfect timing. She explained to Russ that most of the time the older patients are too tired to complete anymore therapy. She was going to talk to the therapists and see if he can get more during the day. That seemed to perk Russ up.
Russ also said he was bored stiff which leaves time to think about everything. Things like his military career, flying, taking care of his family run through his head daily. I can tell him everyday to focus on today, do not worry about the other things but it's still on his mind.
I was glad the physcologist came in yesterday. I think she will play an important part in the therapy. This all boils down to patience. I've always said that Russ has the patience of Job. Me on the other hand, NONE. I know we are not supposed to pray for patience, but I can see Russ' is being tested. Sigh!
It's time for me to get myself ready and head back to the hospital. My daily routine right now is getting the kids up and ready for school and then I leave for the hospital. It's about a 35 minute drive to get to the hospital. I try to stay with Russ all day until it's time to get the kids to their activities. My parents typically get Alexis to her gymnastics and then I am home to pick them up. The kids are still doing well. Still praying daddy comes home for Christmas.
I cannot say it enough, thank you! Thank you for the encouraging words, prayers and supporting my family. The cards bring smiles, your words bring us comfort and your prayer is working. We see it daily and praise God for all of that he is doing for our family. We see daily improvements in Russ. Although small, it's so encouraging.