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Thursday Update: 11/3/05

Blessing for the day:
My co-workers are awesome! These past few days back have been so good for me. I’ve enjoyed catching up with everyone, as well as the actual work part of my job! Who knew? It really helps me feel a little bit more like my old self. I’ve missed her!

Matt has been doing well with the e-stim on his right cheek. The therapist thinks he’s going to have really good movement there in time. Already I can see his lip curling up more when he smiles! He is having his swallow evaluation today! They will take him down to radiology and take an x-ray to see his swallow from the inside out. He will have to demonstrate a good enough swallow to start him eating more foods. Please pray this goes well and he’ll be able to get more calories through food SOON! The first thing he really wants to eat when he’s ready is a Silvestrini’s Pizza! I can’t wait to bring that to him!

The therapists had their weekly review meeting on Tuesday. They will get together each week with the doctors and nurses and report on his progress and his goals for the next week. They have all agreed they want to keep him as long as possible, to do as much as possible before going home. We were excited to hear that! They are so encouraged by his progress, they think he’ll really do well in these next several weeks. So, they are looking to keep him 8 weeks and discharging him on December 21st. Right before Christmas…what a treat that will be!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He told me last night ‘I am advancing better than anyone else.’ HA! I love it! He can feel his strength improving and I think he really believes us when we tell him how awesome he is doing.

Yesterday we had his eyes examined. Everything looks good with the eyes themselves, but his double vision and eye movement are results of the hemorrhage. The doctor thinks that these should both improve along with the rest of his recovery. He recommended taping up part of his right lens to help with the double vision. Apparently he only sees double about half way through his eye (don’t ask me to explain it much better than that…a lot of this goes WAY over my head). So, if we tape up part of his lens, he won’t see double, but will have vision in his periphery…therefore he will be less likely to run into things etc. Matt thought it felt a lot better than the patch and was upbeat after we left there.

Matt gave me a little more insight into the day of his injury. (I know some of you are curious about his recollection.) He said that he was in pain when he let the dogs out, so he came in and sat on the couch. He started to get sick and rolled off the couch. He said it didn’t feel like anything he had ever felt before. He was praying I wouldn’t come home to find him like that and he barely remembers when I did. He doesn’t remember the paramedics or the emergency room either. It will be interesting to see if any more of that memory comes back over time or how much he wants to talk about it.

In the mean time, he is feeling good and doing well in all his therapies. He walked better yesterday than ever before and they are working hard on that balance. He and I have agreed we’re going to let his hair grow out while he’s in rehab! HA! So, we’ll see what it looks like in 7 weeks! Should be interesting!


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