waiting, waiting, waiting

today we’ve been working with the discharge case manager, social workers for homecare and physical and occupational therapy.

this morning kev tore up and down the stairs and later this afternoon he was in and out of the practice car.  occupational therapy taught him to to get dressed and put on his own socks.  🙂  he is doing so incredibly well.  i know i’ve said it before – but i’m so proud of how he is pushing through the pain and getting better by the hour.

we definitely still have a long road ahead of us – but the progress he’s already made in the last 72 hours is just plain amazing.

today when kev’s occupational therapist was working with him she took him into the bathroom to watch him get in and out of the shower and off and on the toilet and when he was in there doing his *ahem* biz-nass she ushered me into the hall and we had this conversation:

her:  “umm… i’m a little concerned about discharging your husband today.”
me:  “ok – what’s wrong?”
her:  “well – have you noticed any personality changes since the accident?”
me:  “not really…”
her:  “well – when i look him in the eyes and ask him a question he looks back at me and it’s taking a little longer for him to respond than i’d like to see before i discharge him.  he’s just so quiet and i’m concerned.”
me:  :laughs:
her:  :totally confused:
me:  “well – if you’d like him to respond immediately before you discharge him – we might as well move in.  that’s probably never going to happen.  he likes to, errrmmm, “process” before he answers.  and he is just really quiet.  and maybe a little awkward in front of people he doesn’t know – well – in front of everyone, really.”
her:  “oh – well in that case… ”

bwaahahaha.

in any case – we are still coming home today.  they just took out his IV and we’re waiting to the doc and the nurse to give us the notes and instructions and appointment information for physical therapy in the bo-zone.  just waiting, waiting, waiting.

(also – he *loves* me snapping photos of this process… except not really.  hahaha).

until tomorrow (or perhaps tonight),

*m

 

 

One thought on “waiting, waiting, waiting

  1. I love to see my profession helping my family. See all the fun gadgets I get to play with;). Glad to hear Kevin is doing so well. He will do wonderful when he gets home too!

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