Sunday, December 14, 2008

December 13-14...Man's Best Friend!

Dad had a good weekend. He is not only getting stronger each day, and talking more and more, but he had lots of visitors this weekend at the Rehabilitation Hospital. Ricky and Linda got there early Saturday morning and found Dad sitting in his wheelchair observing other patients in the physical therapy room. Not by choice, but they wanted to keep him "stimulated" instead of just sitting in his room. Dad had other ideas, however, and looked for an escape route as soon as he saw a friendly face. He wanted to go back to his room, and it didn't take him long to show Ricky and Linda his new "trick" of trying to get out of the wheelchair himself, unfortunately, he is not supposed to do that yet, and did get himself in a jam so Linda had to go for reinforcements! Ricky gave Dad a good, clean shave (Mom hasn't been doing such a great a job) and soon afterward, David, Cheryl and the kids came by for a visit. Alex has been missing his Uncle George and even got all dressed up sporting his "big boy shoes" to come pay him a visit! We have to say, however, the highlight of Dad's morning was a visit from "man's/George's best friend" ... BRADY! Mom wheeled Dad downstairs and outside to meet Brady & I, and I don't know who was more excited. After greeting Dad, Brady also had to sniff every inch of the patio area and every blade of grass to figure out where Dad has been hiding out! I also brought Dad a cheeseburger for lunch, but he ended up giving half of it to Brady. We then took a "walk" around the parking lot before I took Brady back home; I think Dad really enjoyed being outside in the fresh, cool air. We promised to bring Brady back next weekend. When Mom and Grandma visited Dad Saturday evening, he was complaining of back pain. I'm sure it's hard sitting in one or two positions especially when you have a bad back. The nurse gave him some liquid Tylenol which seemed to take the edge of the pain; hopefully this coming week Dad will be getting a little more active in physical therapy which hopefully will do him and his aching back some good. On Sunday morning, Mom went and took Dad a contraband cup of coffee (meaning without a thickening agent added to the cup) before church. He is not having any trouble chewing or swallowing any longer and wants regular food and drink. The nurses won't discontinue doing that without the doctor's approval, so Mom is calling Dr. Bing's office tomorrow and talking to him about getting those orders changed. Mom returned after church with one of Dad's favorite foods ... a fried chicken leg ... and he ate it all (minus the crunchy breading that Mom removed) as well as his green beans and baked potato from his lunch tray. Mom said she and Dad enjoyed the afternoon eating chicken and watching the Texans BEAT the Tennessee Titans! Dave and I, and Dave's parents, Barb & Dan Zora, were his evening visitors. My in-laws drove down from Austin to see Dad, and I think they were pretty impressed at how well he is doing. Tonight Dad was wiggling his fingers on his right hand trying to impress Dave. He seems to do more when Dave is around; I think he wants to remind him who is still the boss of our little clan ... ha!!

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