9:24pm
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
Last night was one of our best nights in a very long time and today probably the best day we've ever had since being home from the hospital. Mike was mostly calm, and although a bit sluggish, seemed more aware and communicative. He even told me that his feet hurt. Usually I guess, depending on his actions, that there is some pain somewhere. Later in the day this turned into a fixation with his feet - we soaked them, put lotion on them, propped them up, soaked them again, shoes on, shoes off, hot, cold, and then he walked a "flight pattern" (as Keegan calls it) between the living room and kitchen stopping to look at his feet and then retracing his steps again.
Did several errands this morning and he did quite well. At Aldi, after we had checked out, our carrot bag broke open and carrots went scattering, he went back and got a replacement bag all by himself. When we got to therapy, he walked right in and hung up his coat and hat without being prompted. So the 1mg Risperdal has made a huge difference and I'm so encouraged that it hasn't zombified him, but seems to have calmed the chaos in his mind and body and allowed him to think and respond appropriately in many ways today. So happy to have a day without the physical struggles. I think yesterday's struggles to get him back to the car did a number on my back - it's been painful tonight. Therefore, I'm going to go get myself ready for bed. G'night! :-)
Jennifer,
ReplyDeleteMany times I've wished I could go back to my younger self and tell her that everything’s going to be all right. That this is the hardest part of the story. That in the next chapter there’s peace and joy and fullness of Grace.
So glad that Mike is doing better. Tonight I’m praying for your next chapter.
with love,
Amy
That's why I love the word "hope". There is always hope that the next chapter is going to be better. I so appreciate your thoughts and prayers for us. I often remind myself that God sees the total story, the big picture, the end result or to go with your analogy "The End." of the book. My finite mind can only comprehend what is now. Even that is a comfort as I have come to realize that if I knew what was going to happen next, I'd probably quit and not believe that I could make it any further. His grace truly is sufficient, His mercies new every morning, and He definitely is my strength, strong tower, and fortress - He is carrying me through. I would never have thought that I could function, as well as I am, on such little sleep and almost constant demands. It most certainly is THE LORD. May He carry you through your day also.
DeleteIn His love,
Jennifer :-)