Sunday, January 25...When Mama's Not Happy, Nobody's Happy!

The management team at Cane Island will have a surprise waiting for them tomorrow morning ... the wrath of Mom! Dad's first 36 hours there have been far from perfect; actually, we'd only give them a "1" on a scale from 1 to 5. I don't know if we were just soo spoiled at KRH, or Cane Island is just terrible. On Friday, we were told that he would have a therapy evaluation on Saturday afternoon, so Mom arrived at noon on Saturday to make sure she didn't miss it. She found Dad in the dining room, and it took him about 15 minutes to get a tray. She noticed when the aide put it in front of Dad, it had the wrong room number on it, so she brought it to their attention. They took it back, and brought another one, and this time when the lid was lifted, it was 3 SCOOPS of food. So once again, she summoned the aide, and asked why he was getting pureed food, and she said, "I guess because he has a swallowing problem." Mom assured her he did not, and told her that they served him regular food for dinner last night, so the aide walked away again, and this time brought him a tray with his name on it, and regular food. From that point on, for nearly 6 hours, Dad did not see any staff members. No one ever came in to check to see if he was okay, no one came to bring him dinner, and most importantly, no therapist ever showed up to evaluate Dad. Mom complained to his evening nurse, and she apologized but said they were running on a short staff ... great news! We arrived this morning, and nothing was any better. We found out that Dad did not get a shower last night as was promised, and he didn't eat breakfast this morning because he didn't go to the dining room ... the staff apparently didn't realize that he couldn't get out of bed by himself!! Mom, Dave & I decided to pack Dad up and bring him home for the afternoon. If he is just going to sit there and be ignored, he may as well be home with us. So, Grandma met us at the house and brought some homemade spaghetti sauce she had in the freezer. We fixed an italian lunch, the dogs took turns laying on the couch by dad, and then Dave got Dad up and let him stretch his legs. He also went out and checked his garden, which is surprisingly still doing okay after being virtually ignored by Mom. We will be heading back to Cane Island soon though, Terri & Paul, are driving down from Willis this evening to visit with Dad. Dad also had some very special visitors on Saturday. He "girlfriends" from Klare Plumbing came to see him along with Karen's son, Derek. They came bearing a gift of seafood gumbo from Babin's ... Mom said she and Dad shared it for dinner, and it was yummy. Dad said your visit sure brightened his day!!

Friday, January 23...Moving Day!

Blog update by Cindy. Today was full of bittersweet good-byes. Katy Rehabilitation Hospital has been our home away from home for the last 51 days, and the therapists and nursing staff have become our friends. It's hard to believe that when George arrived there on December 3, he couldn't put more than a few words together, he couldn't sit up and balance himself, and he had no movement on the right side of his body. Today, thanks to his speech therapist, Barbara, his physical therapist, Kelley, his occupational therapists, Rachele and Laurie (who wasn't there for a farewell picture today), and the numerous therapy assistants, George has made miraculous strides. We know without this fantastic team at KRH, the prayers, love, and support of all of our friends and family, and the awesome God we serve, we would have never reached this point. George and I will be forever grateful! Shortly after 5 p.m. this evening, George finally got into his room at Cane Island. It is a very nice facility, but of course, change is hard. His transportation was 2.5 hours late in picking him up, and upon arrival, we were given a ton of forms to fill out, George had to undergo a full health assessment (and he will do the same tomorrow afternoon with his therapists), and then we had to get his clothes and toiletries put away, etc. Lindsay & Dave came by after work this evening to check on us. I think we were all nervous watching the new aides handle George, and found ourselves stepping in and showing them how George is used to manuevering. I really liked George's evening nurse, Loretta, so I felt pretty good about leaving him in her hands, but she leaves at 10 p.m. Hopefully, he'll sleep well tonight, but I'm sure it's hard being in a new place. I know I am ready to call it a night; I didn't walk in the house until nearly 9 p.m., so we've both had a very long day. George will be anxious to see some familiar faces, so please feel free to stop by and visit anytime. Cane Island is located at 21727 Provinicial Blvd ... just go south on Mason Road, turn left on Provincial (Walgreen's on left, Valero station on right) and Cane Island will be a few blocks down on the right hand side. You can find him in Room 403!

Thursday, January 22 ... Changing Places

Sorry it has been a few days since the last update, but we finally have a decision ... Dad will be discharged from Katy Rehabilitation Hospital tomorrow (Friday) and transferred to Cane Island, a new acute care facility that just opened in August, where Dad will be able to receive up to 21 additional days of therapy before going home. Cane Island is located directly behind KRH on Provincial Blvd. off Mason Road ... literally a stone throw away from his current location. So, after Mom gets Dad settled tomorrow, we will let you know the exact address and his room number so all of you can come pay him a visit at his new digs!! Thanks so much to Mike Ligon who kept Dad company last night while Mom went to her monthly bunko outing, as well as Dad's niece, Marti, who stopped by for a visit while passing through Katy on her way home to Nixon earlier in the week.

Sunday, January 18 ... CURIOUS about GEORGE!

Dad had a great weekend full of family and fun. On Friday, Dad's sister, Jimmie, and Dad's nephew, Kevin, and his wife, Lucy, who live in Georgetown, came to visit along with their two little boys. Clayton, their three-year old, loves Curious George, and now we know why ... he's exactly like him! During their two-hour visit, Clayton never stopped entertaining us as he tried out every gadget, button, and light switch in the room, as well as all of Dad's "accessories".
Then, before we all left for the evening, "Uncle George" even let Clayton take him for a spin in his wheelchair up and down the hallway, and no one was allowed to help push, even though Aunt Jimmie did try to help steer! We thought Dad would be the one eager to see us all leave, but I think it was more like the nursing staff (ha!). Dad even made Kevin promise to come back and see him Saturday morning before they headed back home, which they did, and when they arrived, Kevin said Dad already had visitors ... Ricky and Donnie Luker. Since Dad had a roomful, Mom decided to stay home and do a few things around the house, and then my sister, Terri, called and said that she and Emily were also headed to Katy. Terri told Mom that she would sit with Dad and Mom could have the afternoon off too, so Mom and Emily went and ran errands, got their nails done, and then came home and made a home-cooked meal and took it to KRH so they could all eat with Dad. Dad seemed pretty worn out and was in a little pain, so they left early so he could get some rest and relaxation. Mom called the nurses' station when she woke up this morning to check on Dad, and Ida, one of the Certified Nursing Aides, said he had a restless night and a rough start to the morning, but seemed better after he ate and Ida helped him bathe and get dressed. Mom thought that he might like to get out in the beautiful sunshine and weather we were having this morning, so she asked for a "hall pass," and Dave & I took them out to lunch at El Jarrito for some fajitas. And, we had a pleasant surprise; when we put a plate with some chips and salsa in front of Dad, he moved his right arm forward in an attempt to pick up a chip! It wasn't totally successful, but it was so cool, because we could tell it was an automatic reflex, so that brain signal to his hand and arm is definitely starting to work ... yippee!! While we were eating, Dad asked if we had time to run him by the house to see Brady, and of course, we couldn't say no. Brady was happy to see his ball-throwing master in the back yard with him again, and some of the neighbors ... Steve, Stephanie & Mike ... were happy to see Dad in the yard too! On the way back to KRH, Dad asked us to stop and buy Ida some flowers for always being so sweet and helping him with his personal needs. While we were at it, we also picked up some cookies for all of Dad's nurses to share because the entire staff is so caring and wonderful! Oh, and if you haven't guessed, Dad's discharge date was extended for an additional week to this Friday, January 23. We thank all of you for your continued prayers for God's favor; they are working and Dad is reaping big benefits from the best therapy team in town!!

Thursday, January 15th...Another Day, Another Blessing

Today, Dave and I went up to KRH to see Dad "in action" while doing his occupational and physical therapy. While we were there Rachelle and Kelley both showed us some exercises and activities we can do with Dad to keep up the great progress he has made just within the last couple of weeks. Dad can now move his right hand/arm doing things such as feeding himself, shaking your hand and touching his nose. He has also started to walk with the assistance of a walker and someone to spot him. Dad definitely showed off his skills today and we took some video so you all can see for yourself that Georgey Porgey is well on his way to recovery...

Monday, January 12 … WE HAVE LIFT-OFF!!

Mom called this evening and was very excited. Kelley told Mom that Laurie got Dad to use his stroke-affected right hand today in therapy, so Kelley suggested that Mom try and get him to use it again at dinner this evening. It wasn’t an easy feat, but he managed to get at least 4 bites of food into his mouth using that hand, as well as shake hands with his visitors, Mark & Abby, and Butch Scherer. Butch gave mom a great idea this evening; the deal was that Dad had to try and do what Mom asked or he wouldn’t get a kiss good-night! Dad “thanked” Butch for that, but it worked. Mom asked Dad to touch his nose, and after he did that successfully, she had him touch hers, and he did that too!! So, of course, Dad got his kiss good-night, and a second one too, just for the extra effort! Kelley said it’s very important that Dad starts recognizing that right side because she thinks that is what is holding him back from walking. Therefore, any of you that go to visit Dad from here on out, don’t let him off the hook by using his left hand to greet you. Now that we know he can do it, it’s “tough love” from here on out!!

Sunday, January 11...WHATAWEEKEND!

Just like the infamous Texas burger chain, this weekend was made to order for George Luker. His therapy went well on Friday morning, and the insurance did extend Dad's discharge date from January 9 to January 16. The doctor and therapists are still hoping for an additional week (Friday, January 23), but the insurance will only approve one week at a time, so hopefully after this Tuesday's evaluation, we'll get their approval. Butch Scherer visited Dad on Friday afternoon, and then his visit was followed by Mom and her friend, Christine, who brought one of Dad's favorite meals ... Popeye's fried chicken w/red beans and rice and a biscuit! Apparently before they left for the evening, Dad had them in stitches about his thumb wrestling matches with one of his "girlfriends" from therapy (he wouldn't name names, but Mom knows who you are ). On Saturday, Mom and Grandma visited Dad for lunch, his hunting buddy, Charles Lee called, and then Mom, Dave & I went back later that evening after Hannah's birthday bowling party and took him a half of a big birthday cupcake ... Mom actually shared with Dad, and that was pretty impressive because no one usually gets any of her white cake/white icing desserts! Plus, we told Dad that we were breaking him out of there on Sunday afternoon to come home and watch the Steeler game. As many of you know, Mom grew up in Pittsburgh, and Mom and Dad first started dating during the era of the big Oiler / Steeler rivalry. Mom claims that she and Dad had their first argument during one of those games, but fortunately that didn't stop them from getting married. And, I can totally relate because I have a "mixed marriage" too. My husband's family is from Illinois, so the Texans / Bears games and the Astros / Cardinals games are always good for a few "fireworks" as well! Terri, Paul & Emily arrived at Rehab before 9 o'clock this morning to start Dad's day off on the right foot. My Uncle David visited before lunch too. Mom, Dave & I arrived around 2:30 to pick Dad up for his outing, and it didn't take him long to tell us that he was getting tired of waiting on us! We tried explaining to him that his pass was only good for 4 hours, and the game didn't start until 3:30, but he really didn't want to hear it. He gave us the "silent treatment" on the drive home, but once he got to the house, he was fine. The dogs, Brady and Cooper, kept him entertained while we started getting things prepared for dinner, and Dad, gave Macy, our other dog, some TLC since she hurt her leg yesterday and wasn't feeling very well. At half-time, we feasted on rib-eye steaks, baked sweet potatoes, sauteed spinach, and asparagus; everything was really good and Dave got a big thumbs-up on the steaks from Dad, the grill master! After dinner, Stephanie, Mom & Dad's neighbor who also happens to be a hairstylist, came over and gave Dad a much-needed haircut. After Stephanie worked her magic with her shears and trimmer, we hardly recognized him!! Thank you soo much, Stephanie, for making a house call!! And then we all had the perfect ending to the day -- STEELERS WIN! Oh yeah, and Dad is not the only one with a hair make-over this weekend; my hair is now it's natural color ... dark brown, just like Mom's (in case you couldn't find me in the photo ... ha!)