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He was wide awake all day (which is actually unusual for him because at home he naps a lot.
Ate breakfast and lunch and is getting solid foods now (no puree but he had baked cod and mashed potatoes for lunch--so soft consistency). The OT (occupational therapist came in to evaluate him--what he could do for himself before he fell and broke the hip) and the physical therapist came in twice to have him sit on the side of the bed.
He talked a lot all day, but my mom and I could only figure out occasionally what he was trying to say--which is very frustrating for him--it's been this way since the stroke, although some days he can communicate in whole, meaningful sentences. My mom worries that because he's missing his regular speech therapy his ability to speak is suffering (maybe).
The deal with the catheter has nothing to do with the blood in his urine (which is still there) but until he can sit and stand up more (and presumably use the portopan or whatever himself. We were able to untie one hand for a few hours till he started fidgeting again and pulling out his heart monitor leads. He lost his temper a few times, cursed the OT (which I think shocked her) and cursed us (which he never did before the stroke, but has occasionally since--frustration with not being understood can do that).
Relatives from Miami didn't visit because my aunt isn't feeling well. Hopefully my cousin Peter did after doing his antiquing biz during the day. My mom and I left around 5:15. My dad was snoozing when we left and didn't eat dinner while we were there because he had a really had day (not to mention my mom and I being exhausted).
New roommate --a man who had a stroke --very mild it seems. He has aphasia but his language is much clearer, even if he's using the wrong words. A lot younger than my dad. He was on coumedin, had to have heart surgery and was taken off the coumedin...had a stroke...
more tomorrow
Ate breakfast and lunch and is getting solid foods now (no puree but he had baked cod and mashed potatoes for lunch--so soft consistency). The OT (occupational therapist came in to evaluate him--what he could do for himself before he fell and broke the hip) and the physical therapist came in twice to have him sit on the side of the bed.
He talked a lot all day, but my mom and I could only figure out occasionally what he was trying to say--which is very frustrating for him--it's been this way since the stroke, although some days he can communicate in whole, meaningful sentences. My mom worries that because he's missing his regular speech therapy his ability to speak is suffering (maybe).
The deal with the catheter has nothing to do with the blood in his urine (which is still there) but until he can sit and stand up more (and presumably use the portopan or whatever himself. We were able to untie one hand for a few hours till he started fidgeting again and pulling out his heart monitor leads. He lost his temper a few times, cursed the OT (which I think shocked her) and cursed us (which he never did before the stroke, but has occasionally since--frustration with not being understood can do that).
Relatives from Miami didn't visit because my aunt isn't feeling well. Hopefully my cousin Peter did after doing his antiquing biz during the day. My mom and I left around 5:15. My dad was snoozing when we left and didn't eat dinner while we were there because he had a really had day (not to mention my mom and I being exhausted).
New roommate --a man who had a stroke --very mild it seems. He has aphasia but his language is much clearer, even if he's using the wrong words. A lot younger than my dad. He was on coumedin, had to have heart surgery and was taken off the coumedin...had a stroke...
more tomorrow
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