It's one of those nights....2:00 a.m. - can't sleep.
Mike working on math worksheets. |
Great visit with our friends, Dan & Kaylynn. |
First, I want to share a couple of photos that I forgot to share previously. Mike's chin looks like it has a big bloody spot on it, but it is actually a piece of tissue covering a small razor nick - looked worse than it was.
Second, I just updated the "Encourage One Another" post due to a couple of mistakes I didn't catch the first time. (a "their" where it should have been "they are" and VCU should have been UVA)
Third, I will continue the "Do You Trust God?" post, but it's time to catch you up on what's happening with Mike in this one.
Two posts ago I was telling you about all the missionary visits and that I was waiting on our friends from Canada. I really enjoyed being able to spend time with Gert & Elke, but unfortunately both days that they saw Mike were not his best ones. If you remember, Mike had a great day with me the Friday before they arrived on Saturday. However, Mike never acknowledged that he knew Gert & Elke and did very little conversing while they were there. They were OK with it, but I knew how much better he could be, so fretted and wished he could have enjoyed their visit more.
He was more subdued and quiet on that Saturday and I thought maybe he was just tired from doing so much on Friday. We did take him out to McDonald's for a burger and milkshake in the late afternoon and he did alright. On Sunday there was no way I wanted to try to take him anywhere. He seemed over-sedated and needed assistance walking. This was the Sunday before his birthday, so we just went out on the patio. We had brought his gifts, balloons and his favorite dessert - cheesecake. He opened his gifts and we played a few games of Yahtzee which Gert & Elke gave him. He really liked Yahtzee and shaking the dice in the cups.
That night, I emailed the director with my concerns and on Monday I returned to check on Mike before heading home. He seemed a little bit better and we played more games of Yahtzee. Over the next couple of weeks, Mike had more falls, plus choked on a sandwich due to stuffing too much in his mouth and not chewing thoroughly. On 9/4 my brother-in-law, Tom, and I took Mike to the dentist and he did really well. The hygienist was really great with him and would take breaks whenever he seemed to need it. Afterwards we asked him what he wanted to eat for lunch and got the standard reply - a hamburger. McDonald's was right across the street and since it was almost 2:00 we were all hungry.
Back at The Harbor, Tom went to work assembling a desk and chair we were putting in Mike's room while Mike and I played Yahtzee on the front porch. As long as I have known Mike, he always got up early, sat at the kitchen table, and had his time with the Lord. I had received permission to remove his chest of drawers and put the desk in it's place. Most of Mike's clothes were in the wardrobe anyway and I thought this might help Mike return to something familiar, plus have a spot of his own where it is quiet to read, journal, write letters, etc. Mike wanted to sit at the desk immediately when we returned to his room.
The next morning, he wouldn't even go to the dining room for breakfast. He wanted to sit at his desk. While I was glad he liked the desk, I asked the staff to at least give him a Boost to drink if he refused to go to the dining room to eat. Bringing his tray in there would just be messy. I brought Subway sandwiches for our lunch that day, and had to hold Mike's sandwich so that he would not just stuff it in his mouth. With repeated verbal cues, he began to slow down and be more patient.
The following Sunday and Monday nights, I received calls saying that Mike was found on the floor. No one had seen him fall. Tuesday I called Dr. L, the psychiatrist, and voiced my concerns about his medication, plus emailed Jane, the director. Dr. L encouraged me to speak with the MD, Dr. B, since he is there weekly and she's only there monthly, but said she would speak with The Harbor staff and the MD herself, as well. By Wednesday afternoon, I had received a call from the head nurse telling me that Dr. B had listened to my concerns and was making a medication change. I hope it helps, but no guarantees.
I am SO THANKFUL for D the new Nursing Director/Head Nurse. After our meeting a few weeks ago, she requested that OT, ST, & PT re-evaluate Mike for services. This past week, both Speech and Physical therapy evaluated Mike and started working with him. D even took Mike over to the Rehab facility next door and he was able to use the exercise equipment. She said he did fantastic, knew exactly how to use the equipment and seemed to enjoy the opportunity even though he tired quickly. The therapist also worked with Mike using a walker and he did well, so we are going to see if he can do well with it on his own too. I'll take his walker up this coming Thursday.
Friday I received a call from the Speech Therapist, B. She had just had a session with Mike and was very pleased. She said he did much better than he did on the day she evaluated him. He followed instructions to eat slowly and put the spoon down between mouthfuls. He has been put on a pureed diet and thickened liquids. This is a step backwards and I believe at least partly due to the over-medication or wrong-medication-for-him issue which slowed all of his physical movements down. I hate that he's having to go through all of this again, but hope that we are on the upswing. I am encouraged by the interventions.
As always, thank you for your thoughts and prayers. Also, thank you to everyone who sent Mike a card for his birthday. It means a lot to us.
The other morning as I was praying for Mike, I paraphrased a verse I sort of remembered about sustaining him and restoring him from his bed of illness. As I prayed, I made a mental note to look the Scripture up later. I opened my Bible, turned to the Psalms and "randomly" turned to Psalm 41. When I got to verse 3, I had to laugh and praise God! There it was: The Lord will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his bed of illness. What a mighty God we serve! He's always listening and attentive to His children. Go and worship Him with fellow believers this day. He loves you so.
Second, I just updated the "Encourage One Another" post due to a couple of mistakes I didn't catch the first time. (a "their" where it should have been "they are" and VCU should have been UVA)
Third, I will continue the "Do You Trust God?" post, but it's time to catch you up on what's happening with Mike in this one.
Two posts ago I was telling you about all the missionary visits and that I was waiting on our friends from Canada. I really enjoyed being able to spend time with Gert & Elke, but unfortunately both days that they saw Mike were not his best ones. If you remember, Mike had a great day with me the Friday before they arrived on Saturday. However, Mike never acknowledged that he knew Gert & Elke and did very little conversing while they were there. They were OK with it, but I knew how much better he could be, so fretted and wished he could have enjoyed their visit more.
He was more subdued and quiet on that Saturday and I thought maybe he was just tired from doing so much on Friday. We did take him out to McDonald's for a burger and milkshake in the late afternoon and he did alright. On Sunday there was no way I wanted to try to take him anywhere. He seemed over-sedated and needed assistance walking. This was the Sunday before his birthday, so we just went out on the patio. We had brought his gifts, balloons and his favorite dessert - cheesecake. He opened his gifts and we played a few games of Yahtzee which Gert & Elke gave him. He really liked Yahtzee and shaking the dice in the cups.
That night, I emailed the director with my concerns and on Monday I returned to check on Mike before heading home. He seemed a little bit better and we played more games of Yahtzee. Over the next couple of weeks, Mike had more falls, plus choked on a sandwich due to stuffing too much in his mouth and not chewing thoroughly. On 9/4 my brother-in-law, Tom, and I took Mike to the dentist and he did really well. The hygienist was really great with him and would take breaks whenever he seemed to need it. Afterwards we asked him what he wanted to eat for lunch and got the standard reply - a hamburger. McDonald's was right across the street and since it was almost 2:00 we were all hungry.
Back at The Harbor, Tom went to work assembling a desk and chair we were putting in Mike's room while Mike and I played Yahtzee on the front porch. As long as I have known Mike, he always got up early, sat at the kitchen table, and had his time with the Lord. I had received permission to remove his chest of drawers and put the desk in it's place. Most of Mike's clothes were in the wardrobe anyway and I thought this might help Mike return to something familiar, plus have a spot of his own where it is quiet to read, journal, write letters, etc. Mike wanted to sit at the desk immediately when we returned to his room.
The next morning, he wouldn't even go to the dining room for breakfast. He wanted to sit at his desk. While I was glad he liked the desk, I asked the staff to at least give him a Boost to drink if he refused to go to the dining room to eat. Bringing his tray in there would just be messy. I brought Subway sandwiches for our lunch that day, and had to hold Mike's sandwich so that he would not just stuff it in his mouth. With repeated verbal cues, he began to slow down and be more patient.
The following Sunday and Monday nights, I received calls saying that Mike was found on the floor. No one had seen him fall. Tuesday I called Dr. L, the psychiatrist, and voiced my concerns about his medication, plus emailed Jane, the director. Dr. L encouraged me to speak with the MD, Dr. B, since he is there weekly and she's only there monthly, but said she would speak with The Harbor staff and the MD herself, as well. By Wednesday afternoon, I had received a call from the head nurse telling me that Dr. B had listened to my concerns and was making a medication change. I hope it helps, but no guarantees.
I am SO THANKFUL for D the new Nursing Director/Head Nurse. After our meeting a few weeks ago, she requested that OT, ST, & PT re-evaluate Mike for services. This past week, both Speech and Physical therapy evaluated Mike and started working with him. D even took Mike over to the Rehab facility next door and he was able to use the exercise equipment. She said he did fantastic, knew exactly how to use the equipment and seemed to enjoy the opportunity even though he tired quickly. The therapist also worked with Mike using a walker and he did well, so we are going to see if he can do well with it on his own too. I'll take his walker up this coming Thursday.
Friday I received a call from the Speech Therapist, B. She had just had a session with Mike and was very pleased. She said he did much better than he did on the day she evaluated him. He followed instructions to eat slowly and put the spoon down between mouthfuls. He has been put on a pureed diet and thickened liquids. This is a step backwards and I believe at least partly due to the over-medication or wrong-medication-for-him issue which slowed all of his physical movements down. I hate that he's having to go through all of this again, but hope that we are on the upswing. I am encouraged by the interventions.
As always, thank you for your thoughts and prayers. Also, thank you to everyone who sent Mike a card for his birthday. It means a lot to us.
The other morning as I was praying for Mike, I paraphrased a verse I sort of remembered about sustaining him and restoring him from his bed of illness. As I prayed, I made a mental note to look the Scripture up later. I opened my Bible, turned to the Psalms and "randomly" turned to Psalm 41. When I got to verse 3, I had to laugh and praise God! There it was: The Lord will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his bed of illness. What a mighty God we serve! He's always listening and attentive to His children. Go and worship Him with fellow believers this day. He loves you so.