Today in mother’s workout, I got to see her stand for periods of time – perhaps ten minutes standing, then five minutes sitting. She played cards while standing. I don’t know the therapy accomplished with that. She got back to room in pain, and I read to her. She had some “throbbing” pain and requested me to rub her legs for moments only. I read some to her and later, she stopped. She fell asleep on her on accord. Shortly before her 11:39 PT she had pain meds and the nurse then requested at-home med sheet. Thankfully I brought this today. The nurse added this to the bundle/file folder of her mess. She predicted that Mom would be out by the weekend. I mentioned to her the penny bet that Father and I had on her discharge date, I bet on Friday, he on Thursday. Though, I don’t know how close she might have come, the nurse guessed Wednesday. Hey, wouldn’t that be grand!
She is in good spirits and is obviously growing strong. Her late morning PT was a little late, as there were some more critical need patients that took longer than expected. In lieu of this, mother spun around and got to be better on her wheelchair. She’s the new NASCAR wheeler, perhaps.
Curse it! I have to finish early … my battery low and no plug in sight in the therapy room. Blast!
So, the big news is that she stood!
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Wow! Some of the ladies here -- yumm... Mom's OT (occupational therapist), suweet! I'd pull a Judd Nelson if she were to ask me, "Where's your lunch?"
Ha! "You're wearing it!"
Anyway -- bitter cold in whole building, you'd think that there was a winter warning outside or a heat warning -- necessitating the too - strong of AC
