Progress Report on Daddy

First, can I just say that it is "hotter than hot" here in Bastrop, La.  My goodness, fall cannot get here quick enough!


Dad's spirits seem to be "lifted" in the past 2-3 days. We are so thrilled with this.  He has been so, so discouraged and down and it appears that he is likely "coming to grips" with his situation and trying to make the best of it.  I'm sure it will wavier from time to time, but he seems to be on the right track at this time.  And, likewise, Sybil and I are encouraged when we see him encouraged.

I wish that I could say that he is progressing physically, but while he doesn't seem to be declining any longer, he isn't making any stride forward either.  But, perhaps that is "just around the corner."  Everyday we look for any sign that he is moving forward.  


One of the most frustrating things for Dad and us is that in our area there is little to nothing known about Guillain Barre Syndrome.  His Dr. has never had a patient with GBS and the facility he is in has never had a patient with it and
his Physical Therapist has worked with one other person. I truly doubt that his team of Neurologists in Shreveport at LSU have seen that many cases of it, but they certainly were aggressive in their treatment and care. Because of this, it is imperative that we learn and research all that we can about the condition so that we can make sure that he is receiving the proper care and therapy.  Joel connected with the Guillain Barre Foundation and that has proven to be a great source of knowledge for us and we have joined a forum on the internet where folks share lots of info about GBS.  I am going to try and contact his chief Neurologist at LSU tomorrow and ask him a few questions. 
Knowledge is power and we are in search of all of the knowledge available to us.


Again, our thanks to each and every one of you for your continued prayers.  We know that they are being answered and we know they are what keep us afloat.


Added note:  if Dad is on your email forward list, please remove him for now.  Sybil and I are keeping his mailbox cleaned out and we pretty much have it under control except for forwards.  If and when he is back on his computer I will let you know.  Thanks so much!


Stay cool and be careful in this extreme heat!

Miscellany Monday - At Last

Can I just tell you "dears" that it is sooooooooooo good to be back after way too long of a break from blogging.  I have missed you so much and I am thrilled beyond words to be sharing in MM today.  Life threw me a HUGE curve ball on June 9th and I've done good just to keep my head above water.  But, on to my MM.........

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the tooth 

A week ago this past Friday I began having a strange feeling in one of my left top back teeth.  Well, that strange feeling kept getting worse and this past Wed. I had to see my Dentist.  My fear was confirmed, I had an abscessed tooth.  And, to add "insult to injury" it is a tooth that already has had a root canal and it is one of the teeth holding my permanent bridge.  So, I have had two Rocephin shots and will see the Endodontist this morning to find out, if anything, that he can do to save this tooth.  Did I really need this right now?  No, sure didn't, but then I don't need an abscessed tooth at any time. ~smile~

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the new "do"

Well, I needed to do something to add a little "sass and perk" to my life and I felt like a new "do" just might do that.  So, this past week I had my hair cut and I can honestly say that I am "pleased as a peach" with it.  I don't know, but celebrating my 59th birthday this past Friday might have spurred this on. Just saying..............~giggle~  

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not for every gal

 

 

I just had to try on this pair of Gladiator sandals.  I see them on women all the time but I don't think this woman will be getting a pair.  My foot felt so lost and I felt like my feet would be all anyone would see if I had these on.  Think I'll just stick with my rhinestone flipflops. ~smile~

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a corner in Boston

 

Yes, I took this picture while Hubby and I were sitting on a park bench in downtown Boston last Saturday evening.  Obviously these gals were either going to or leaving a wedding.  And, who knows, maybe that's the bride wearing white????  Needless to say, it was indeed a "sight to behold."

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another site

This "street lady" came and sat down on the bench next to ours that same night in Boston.  She was one of many that we saw and they all pull these type carts with, what I suppose, is their earthly possessions.  You will find the benches and ledges full of these folks by dark as they prepare to "bed down." I sat there thinking that that each and every one of them had a "story." And, while their present set of circumstances could possibly be different,  it was still very sad for me to witness.  I mean this is the United States of America. ~sigh~

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the night sky

This was the sky that same Saturday night in Boston as darkness set in.  Can I just say it was stunning!

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daughter's blog

I can't close without giving my favorite (and only) daughter a "shout out" for her blog.  She has "played at" blogging before but she seems to be fairly serious about it this time.  So, I invite you to drop by and tell her that her Mom sent you by. ~smile~  You can find her at The Broome Bunch.

 Again, it has been therapy for my soul doing this entry and I look forward to visiting with many of you this week.  Please continue to pray for my Dad.  He/we are on a long, long journey.  Hugs to you all!

 

Finding Our New "Normal"

Tommy and I returned from our cruise Monday evening.  We had an enjoyable time, saw some beautiful sites and experienced some rough waters. ~smile~  I'll save further details for a later blog entry.

Dad's door plaque

I wish that I could tell you that Daddy had drastically improved when I saw him today.  But, drastic improvements are not the "norm" with this condition.  Small improvements are about as good as it gets and at times patients have declined or shown little to no improvement for a time.  Daddy had one of his best days last Friday and was encouraged, but has not had a good day since.  He feels as though he is declining, but from all that we read and know, this is normal during the recovery.  A bit discouraging, but not alarming.


Speaking of normal........we are all in the process of finding our "new normal."  Things have not been normal in about 6 weeks and they will likely not be for a long time, so we have to adjust.  It is a tough place to be, but we have to make the best of this situation.

 

This beautiful wreath, hanging on Dad's door, was a gift from a dear friend.

Dad's Physical Therapy begins at 9:00 AM each morning and goes for a couple of hours.  He is pretty much worn completely out when it is over  and usually has a nap afterwards before he eats lunch.  Around 1:00 PM he goes for more therapy which is concentrated on breathing exercises.  This is about 30 - 45 minutes.  He comes back to his room and rests of the remainder of the afternoon and evening. For the local folks, he does enjoy short visits and generally after 2:30 he has napped and recovered somewhat from his therapy and is able to visit for a brief time. 


His voice is still very weak and it takes a lot of effort for him to hold any length conversation.  This is most frustrating for him but it has improved and hopefully within the coming weeks it will get stronger.  He would be able to enjoy phone visits and visitors so much more.  It's almost impossible for him to talk on the phone right now. He is feeding himself much better now and we're hopeful that his appetite will increase in the coming days.  The Dr. did start him on B12 shots last week and he will get one a week.  We're hopeful this will help him regain some strength. I think I've overused the word "hopeful" but that seems to be the best word to describe where we are at this time.


We have a lot more questions than answers right now, but the one thing we do know is that God is in control.  We have to remind ourselves of that daily.  We thank each of you for your continued prayer support. We have felt your support and we know that it is what keeps all of us going during this time.  Often we find ourselves thinking way too much about Dad's future instead of just taking it one day at a time.  He told me today that when he is alone, his mind wanders and wanders and this causes discouragement to creep in. 


I am planning to get back with my regular blogging posts this next week but will plan to do a blog entry on Dad's progress once a week.  I'm not sure if that will be on  the same day each week, but that is my goal. Check back  in about a week and I will do my best to have a post concerning his progress and if you  want to email me, I will do my best to respond in a timely manner.


Again, your prayers are one of the sources of our strength during this difficult time.  Love to you all!

 

And, the Journey Continues

 Some days the road to recovery seems mighty, mighty long for Daddy and he gets discouraged.  Some days the road to recovery seems mighty, mighty long for me as well and I get discouraged.  Other days, I'm reminded that the Lord knows right where we are, has not forgotten us and will continue to give us strength for this journey.


Daddy continues to make small improvements every day.  All of us would love to see HUGE improvements, but we are thankful for each small step that he takes.  His breathing is much better and his voice is a bit stronger.  


He is worn completely out after his therapy sessions and he longs for more stamina. But, along with everything else, it will return slowly and to what degree, no one knows.  

Tommy and I will leave on our cruise Thursday morning.  We are going to Montreal, Canada and cruise down to Boston.  We will stay two days in Montreal before boarding the Holland America cruise liner and then we will stay an extra two days in Boston before returning home.  We will be back on the 25th.


I dread telling Dad good bye tomorrow but I leave with the assurance that he will be in good hands with Sybil, Joel and the sitter. The sitter is now staying from 8:30PM until 7:30AM. It was not working well with him not having someone with him all night.  We have been blessed with a wonderful sitter and we are so grateful for her.  

I covet your prayers for me as we leave. Prayers that I can step back from all of this for a few days and enjoy this trip. It has been on our calendar for months.  And, I continue to covet your prayers for Daddy and his recovery.  I'm hopeful that when I return he will have made HUGE improvements.  ~smile~


Thanks to all of you for your continued support during this time. The cards, emails and visits have meant so much.  Dad has enjoyed seeing those of you that have dropped by and you have brightened his day.


Blessings to you all and I promise to update as soon as I can upon returning home.

Settling In ----- Update on Daddy

I cannot believe that it has been 4 1/2 weeks since Daddy was stricken with Guillain Barre Syndrome.  It was June 4th that his life went spiraling out of control, right along with ours.  Of course, I think it's only natural at a time such as this to think that you are the only family facing challenging times.  It is so all consuming that you cannot imagine that there is another person in this world facing such tough times.  But, as we have gone along, the Lord has reminded me that there are so many folks facing tough times, and a lot are certainly tougher than ours.  It has certainly helped me to keep things in perspective recently.


Daddy is settling in to his new "home away from home."  His day consists of Physical Therapy and Occupational Therapy and a whole lot of "empty time."  His sessions of PT and OT are rather short right now because he isn't able to hold up to any longer, but each day he is able to do more.  He is walking better and better with a walker.  He cannot walk unassisted but he's certainly much less assisted now than he was this time last week.  His hands are much more flexible and his arms are stronger.  His shoulders still have a ways to go, but I feel like that they will be showing signs of improvement soon.  He has started feeding himself some and can raise and lower his bed and operate the remote control for his TV.  Now, these things are still frustrating tasks for him but each day seems to bring more ability.


He dresses in regular street clothes for his therapy sessions and he looks really good considering what he's been through.  He's minus about 15 pounds, but we are hoping to get that back on him as soon as his appetite increases.


His breathing is much improved, thus his voice is getting stronger.  Both still have a ways to go, but at least his voice is above a whisper now.

He spends a lot of his day either in his wheelchair or his recliner.  He is so glad to not have to spend all day, every day in the bed.  He can even roll himself a short distance in his wheelchair.  All of these things are steps toward independance.

Sybil and I are in and out throughout the day and a sitter is coming from 5:00 - 10:00PM right now.  The late evenings are the toughest part of his days and he seems to do much better mentally if he has someone with him until he goes to sleep.  We were blessed to find someone that came highly recommended and Dad enjoys her company.  


Tommy and I have had a cruise booked for 6 months to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary.  We are to leave this Thursday and we didn't know if we were going to get to go, but it seems that it is going to work out and we are preparing to go.  Joel will be coming for a few days while we are gone to encourage Daddy on his journey and the sitter will be available to assist Sybil as needed.  We'll be gone 12 days and I will be excited to see the progress he has made when we return.  


I will update again before we leave, either Tuesday or Wednesday.  We thank you for your continued prayers.  Daddy still has a long ways to go, but when I think back of where he was just a week ago, he has made so much progress.  We praise the Lord for His continued strength and grace for each new day.  Blessings to each of you!

Closer to Home

The above is a picture of Daddy's new temporary home.  And, it happens to be just across the street from where he and Sybil live.  When he is able, he can go outside the front of the facility and see their house.  And, Sybil can walk back and forth for her visits.  Very  convenient!

We have been waiting on this transfer for what seemed like forever, but it was really only about 3 days.  There was all kinds of paper work to be completed by LSU Medical Center, The LeGrand Rehab and Medicare.  Oh, my goodness, all we could do was hurry up and wait because our hands were completely tied.  I was ready to shout when I got the call that everything had been completed and they were ready for the transfer.


Daddy had said that he did NOT want to come by ambulance, but he had a "  change of heart"   yesterday and decided that it would be best.  We were glad he made that decision because we felt that it would be the better choice.  Just too many "  ifs"   coming in a vehicle with no medical personnel nearby. But, you will never believe that the ambulance had a flat tire on the way today.  I mean, what are the chances?  So, to say the least, it was a most difficult trip and he was very "  discombobulated"  when he arrived at The LeGrand.


Sybil and I were there waiting on him and had his room in order when he arrived.  We are both so glad to have him nearby and we are praying that in the next few days that he will be settled in and content with his new surroundings.  It is the 4th facility that he has been in since June 4th, so it's a wonder that he doesn't stay in a state of confusion.  But, his mental alertness through all of this has been amazing!


Dad continues to show little signs of improvement each day.  Yesterday he pulled himself up in the bed by using the side rails on his bed.  That was a huge improvement and it is so helpful to the caregivers.


He is discouraged and really fighting depression.  He said this afternoon, "  I just want things like they use to be."    Oh, me, my heart hurt for him and it is our prayer that one day things will be close to the way they use to be.  I ask your prayers for this.


And, his voice has improved a tiny bit but still so very, very weak and when he speaks, you have to be nearby to even hear him.  This is especially frustrating to him as he tries to communicate.  And, we all know what a robust voice he has always had.  

We thank you for your continued prayers and for your cards and emails of encouragement to him.  We are holding on to God's grace each new day as it is all that has seen us through or will see us through this journey.

I will blog again sometime this weekend. 

And, Life Goes On

It's  amazing to me that no matter what is happening, life goes on.  I suppose that is a good thing.  It keeps us from being totally consumed with whatever we may be otherwise struggling with.  I've wished these past 22 days that life would just stop, but it hasn't.  We go forth, asking for grace each day, and put one foot in front of the other.

 When I see this picture of Daddy, it makes my heart literally hurt.  To see him struggle day after day to regain his lost strength and rebuild muscles that have deteriorated is not anything that I would have ever imagined.  Life has thrown a huge curve ball and we are still struggling to wrap our minds around it.

The plan for Daddy at this time is to move him to a Skilled Care Rehab facility in Bastrop.  That is expected to occur by this next Wednesday but nothing is in writing at this time.  He is hoping that the Drs. will allow him to be transferred by car.  He said ambulance rides are for folks that are not aware that they are riding in one. ~smile~ The ride over here in an ambulance was most unsettling to him.


Once in the facility he will have a lot of adjustments just to get settled in.  We're praying it will be a smooth transition for him.  He will be involved in PT and OT and it is our prayer that very soon he will begin to see some noticeable improvement in his movements and strength.  And, please join us in praying for his breathing.  The Drs. have said that the reason he has some struggles in breathing is because the muscles of the diaphragm were weakened by the GBS.  They have him using a breathing device that will help to restore those muscles.  This not only affects his breathing, but his voice.  It is still hardly above a whisper and it is so very frustrating to him. Using this breathing device is very difficult for him and he is easily discouraged when trying to use it.

It is a tough, tough time for all of us, but most especially Daddy.  We try so hard to keep his spirits lifted, but some days it is so hard.  Please join us in prayer for this specifically.  Attitude is everything in his recovery!


Thanks for wrapping us in your love and prayers.  It means more than we can say.