The 15th was just an OK day. The snow started to fly again in Latrobe during the afternoon, cutting Mom's visit short. Son John left in the late morning to return to Virginia.
- Dad's vital signs are holding up, along with good blood work and lab results.
- He spent part of the day sitting up in his robo-chair.
- Dad wasn't particularly talkative...quite pensive and his mood was glum. We're not completely sure what's on his mind, but I can't help but to think that the weight of his condition is pressing on him.
- He genuinely brightens up when he has calls from friends and family.
- Your telephoned encouragement directly to Dad are welcome. Be prepared to deliver a short monologue, since he may not be able to respond by voice.
An then there was Tuesday. All in, a very good day.
- Mom arrived to find Dad sitting up in his chair, waiting with the speech therapist and ready to talk.
- Mom reported that he was "more like his old self than I've seen him since the surgery."
- Dad wanted chocolate ice cream, but was told that he needed to be able to swallow properly. So he practiced the drill the therapist gave him...and he made Mom practice too.
- Forcing Mom to practice swallowing with him got a very amused reaction from Mom. She said he was very insistent.
- After the speech therapist left, Mom reported, he got particularly chatty.
- The conversation throughout the day included lots of joking and laughing, with some serious stuff thrown in. Based on his questions and observations, he is still absorbing the situation.
- Dad had the speaking valve on for a very long stretch Tuesday - before noon to after 5 - probably the longest so far. His numbers held up very nicely throughout.
- Calls from cousins Sam and Sue, as well as friend Tom, had him fully engaged. He was talking back, but we haven't gotten the report on how much was clearly understood.
- Dad wished Mom and Becky a good evening as they were leaving, specifically advising them to behave themselves.
- All in, a very good day for Dad, which made it a very good day for Mom. Bravo!
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Miles,
ReplyDeleteKeep up the sitting up and talking, especially the talking.
Love, Jim Wiest
Miles, keep up the good work. tim flint
ReplyDeleteMILES:ME LAD-----OK!!YOU WERE THE STAND UP GUY AND I WAS THE ONE FEEDING YOU ALL THOSE COMMENTS IN THE FRONT ROW WHICH MADE YOU SO DAMN FUNNY---SORRY FOR MY MORE THAN ONE LINERS(I LIKED THE TAX STORY)BUT WHILE I WORK ON MY TIMING YOU'VE GOT TO GRUNT MORE SO I CAN HAVE BETTER MATERIAL----ANOTHER DAY--WORK HARD--BEST TO NOODIE---MR. LAUGHTER--WOODY IS TERRIFIC!!!
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ReplyDeleteAn Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask his advice on reviving her husband's libido.
'What about trying Viagra?' asked the doctor.
'Not a chance', she said. 'He won't even take an aspirin.'
'Not a problem,' replied the doctor. 'Give him an 'Irish Viagra'.. It's when you drop the Viagra tablet into his coffee. He won't even taste it. Give it a try and call me in a week to let me know how things went..'
It wasn't a week later when she called the doctor, who directly inquired as to her progress.
The poor dear exclaimed, 'Oh, faith, bejaysus and begorrah! T'was horrid! Just terrible, doctor!'
'Really? What happened?' asked the doctor.
'Well, I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee and the effect was almost immediate. He jumped straight up, with a twinkle in his eye and with his pants a-bulging fiercely! With one swoop of his arm, he sent me cups and tablecloth flying, ripped me clothes to tatters and took me then and there passionately on the tabletop! T'was a nightmare, I tell you, an absolute nightmare!'
'Why so terrible?' asked the doctor, 'Do you mean the sex your husband provided wasn't good?'
'Freakin' jaysus, 'twas the best sex I've had in 25 years! But sure as I'm sittin' here, I'll never be able to show me face in Starbucks again!'
Miles, Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Richard McCune
Get well quickly. Polecats is comin'