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from last Wednesday, 8 days post brain surgery:
Hello Everyone,
I apologise if you haven't been getting all the updates. I have been putting a brief statement on Facebook each evening. Apparently in some cases that means that some messages haven't gotten out.
Yes, I am home now- have been since Monday evening. (The MRI which identified the tumor was just 6 days previous.) Oh did that bed feel good! While I was slightly wobbly walking and needed somebody to hover close by while I moved, I now am very carefully moving around on my own. Today I even prepared boiled eggs to eat with my lunch.
The good news through all this is that this is forcing us to take the diabetes I have firmly in hand. That is a complication I already had. I have a brand new doctor (from 3 weeks ago) so this means that I have to coordinate the prescription advice from Doc#1, Doc#2, and the hospital.
The hospital sends out therapists for Speech, Physical Therapy, and Occupation therapy. This is good. Oscar seems to think that i don't need the therapy, but I feel he's being too optimistic about all this.
Meanwhile I feel he's neglecting his health. He's had a cold all week . I personally think it's just residual cold stuff. I sent him out on Tuesday evening to swim in the ocean with his friends as he usually does. He continues to wear shorts every single day, even through our hospital stay, even though it was chilly in there.
Kris continues to send out job apps. However, its' very nice to have him around now. Eric calls every day and was an excellent helper. He stayed all night at the hospital on at least one occasion--actually they were all there for days (and nights)--and took very good care of me. Oscar and Kris also put in their nights where they were the single family member helping. I think Eric's night was more challenging because I was pretty helpless and sick. I have discovered that he is very good at foot rubs. He expects me to make a miraculous, better-than-new recovery. He had told me that he would take me on a cruise at the end of March to the Bahamas. (Something he had won on a game show.) It seems the timing on that should be perfect.
Every day I can do more that I could the day before. I am SO GRATEFUL that my vocabulary and speech has been preserved. I struggle with forgetfulness, particularly in the present. I am still unsteady on my feet. (Frankenstein!) I still have sore, ugly bruises up my arms from the IVs. I have warned my family that I am going to interrupt them. I'm afraid that I am going to forget what I want to say. I believe the doctors all expect me to make a nearly 100% recovery, however.
Thanks once again for all the support.
Love, Julie
Hello Everyone,
I apologise if you haven't been getting all the updates. I have been putting a brief statement on Facebook each evening. Apparently in some cases that means that some messages haven't gotten out.
Yes, I am home now- have been since Monday evening. (The MRI which identified the tumor was just 6 days previous.) Oh did that bed feel good! While I was slightly wobbly walking and needed somebody to hover close by while I moved, I now am very carefully moving around on my own. Today I even prepared boiled eggs to eat with my lunch.
The good news through all this is that this is forcing us to take the diabetes I have firmly in hand. That is a complication I already had. I have a brand new doctor (from 3 weeks ago) so this means that I have to coordinate the prescription advice from Doc#1, Doc#2, and the hospital.
The hospital sends out therapists for Speech, Physical Therapy, and Occupation therapy. This is good. Oscar seems to think that i don't need the therapy, but I feel he's being too optimistic about all this.
Meanwhile I feel he's neglecting his health. He's had a cold all week . I personally think it's just residual cold stuff. I sent him out on Tuesday evening to swim in the ocean with his friends as he usually does. He continues to wear shorts every single day, even through our hospital stay, even though it was chilly in there.
Kris continues to send out job apps. However, its' very nice to have him around now. Eric calls every day and was an excellent helper. He stayed all night at the hospital on at least one occasion--actually they were all there for days (and nights)--and took very good care of me. Oscar and Kris also put in their nights where they were the single family member helping. I think Eric's night was more challenging because I was pretty helpless and sick. I have discovered that he is very good at foot rubs. He expects me to make a miraculous, better-than-new recovery. He had told me that he would take me on a cruise at the end of March to the Bahamas. (Something he had won on a game show.) It seems the timing on that should be perfect.
Every day I can do more that I could the day before. I am SO GRATEFUL that my vocabulary and speech has been preserved. I struggle with forgetfulness, particularly in the present. I am still unsteady on my feet. (Frankenstein!) I still have sore, ugly bruises up my arms from the IVs. I have warned my family that I am going to interrupt them. I'm afraid that I am going to forget what I want to say. I believe the doctors all expect me to make a nearly 100% recovery, however.
Thanks once again for all the support.
Love, Julie