I bet many of you are wondering why I haven't written anything since Saturday. I assure you everything is fine with Dad. One week today at St. Mary's and what a difference each day brings. Since his arrival, he's starting to lift his right leg, rotate and squeeze with his right hand and maneuver his wheel chair down the hallway...slow but steady.
His speech volume is also improving. We had a pretty lengthy talk today. He's still questioning what happened and why he's having difficulties with his right side. He repeats these questions over and over. One of the affects with this type of trauma is short term memory loss. Yesterday he just start talking about the city and work at the U of A. For example, he told mom that he had to do a report for work. We didn't know why, he just said this out loud. Come to find out from one of his partners at work, they have been working on a report that's due soon. He's still sharp at times. So we don't mind him asking the same questions over and over or not remembering things that took place earlier during the day. We know his mind will get better. Mom is starting to go home to rest during the day. Today was the first day she left at 10:30 and returned at 2:00 pm. She stayed until 6:00 pm then left when I returned. Lisa and I come in at various times throughout the day only because on his therapy sessions. There's no need to be present when he's in therapy.
We all notice some kind of improvement from day to day. It's really remarkable how the mind and body works. The Lord tells us to rest when we need to; then tells us when it's okay to slowly begin a new life. Dad's starting his new life.
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