Bob was talking up a storm this morning. At least to me, he was. As soon as nurses stepped into the room, he sealed his lips shut. I told him that he needs to talk to the nurses, so they don't think I'm fibbing to them. He told me, "I guess that would be the smart thing to do." He didn't take his own advice. He only said yes or shook his head no when asked a question by a nurse. Then, as soon as they exited the room, he'd talk again. (once a smart ass, always a smart ass)
He trach will be capped off tomorrow. If he tolerates it well, his trach will be taken out after a few days.
He told me today that he doesn't know what happened. I told him he had brain surgery. He told me he doesn't know what the word brain means. I told him everything will come back. He asked me how far away he is. I asked, "How far away from what?" He said, "From perfect?" Of course I gave him a hug and said he's perfect now. Think he bought it?
The thrill of the day was when Isaac gave Bob the TV remote control to change the stations for himself. He did it! He was watching the show and then pushed the channel button if he didn't like what was showing. That was the attraction that brought medical staff to the room to marvel.
Prayer from Pastor Daryl:
God of grace and glory, holy comforter, healing Spirit, we give you thanks for Bob’s continuing recovery and renewal. Continue to reach out and bring him healing through the hands of those who care for him. Radiate through his life with the light of your presence, that renewed health and strength may be his. Grant to him and those dear to him the continuing assurance of your steadfast love and mercy that they may know the peace that comes from you; through Christ our healer. Amen.
email: jiachini@msn.com
stroke info: http://www.strokeassociation.com/
aneurysm info: http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/cerebral_aneurysm/detail_cerebral_aneurysm.htm VIBRA Specialty Hospital: 10300 NE Hancock St., Portland, OR 97220 Rm 315
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