While on the Amtrak train from Rochester, MN to Chicago this morning I burst out laughing. I started thinking about how irritated my dad is going to be when he wakes up.
We have specific routines at home, and everything in his world is done with a system, exerting as little effort as possible (he's not lazy, he's just got his own brand of "efficient"). The lights are at a certain brightness, the coffee comes on at a certain time, and the pillows in dad's recliner sit a certain way, otherwise his back hurts and he gets irritated. This miraculous, cinematic moment when my father comes out of his current fog of a state will be about 2 seconds long. He'll then notice all the stuff sticking to him, and feel the stiffness of sitting in the same position for who knows how long. While Mom and I weeping and praising all the powers above, Dad will look around and say, "What in the Sam Hill is going on in the M*&@^D(&!#$.......GLORIA!!!!!"
This moment equally cracks me up and comforts me, because I know it will happen. He's in great shape today. The nurses reduced his pain medication today and guess what? More wiggling. Peggy's been his day nurse for 3 days in a row now, and she's learning the groove of Mom's series of questions. The resp staff added more moisture to his breathing equipment so his intake isn't drying him out as much as before. His levels jumped a bit while they were working on hm, but were back to normal after he'd had time to rest.
Rest. Hopefully Mom will get some of that tonight. Heck, maybe I will too.
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Great to hear things are brighter for the Hardgraves! I love reading the Hardgrave Blog. You three have always been so much fun!!! (Together and apart.)We're praying for Tim.
ReplyDeleteLove you ya'll....The Bennetts
Gloria, Ashley and Tim,
ReplyDeleteI am so glad to hear of the improvements Tim is making, although small, I praise God for them. You have all three been a blessing in my life at one point or another whether it be the awesome teacher, the cute cheerleader, or the husband needing help with a perfume selection at the store. I am continually praying for you all and have faith that God will bring Tim out of this completely whole and back home. Love and prayers...Sheila (Freeman) Torres
Tim and I were helping build apartments in Clarksville in 1972. It was the end of the day just twenty mins. till time to quit. I was out of anything to do so I was hiding in an apartment till that time. I looked out the window and Tim was busy at work or it looked that way. He was walking around with a 8 ft 2x4 stud on is sholder with a serious look on his face just walking around. I yelled Tim come in here I need your help. He walked that way stopping at a mud hole, layed the 2x4 across the mud walked across it and walked into the room. I said what you doing. He replyed "looking for a place to put that I have been carrying it for ten mins" He always had a way of not to be lazy.
ReplyDeleteIt was the same job that I knocked is front tooth out. Another story.
I look forward to your updates.
Ashlee...I have went through exactly what your family is going through. Our family is two years out from the accident. I can tell you this...prayer and belief in God is the only thing that got us through. My daughter is in college after 1 month in a coma and 3 months in the hospital. Please know that miracles happen everyday. Our prayers are with you and your family for recovery and strength. Angel Rylee Zeimantz
ReplyDeleteGloria, Ashley,and Tim, I'm so sorry to hear of Tim's accident but so thankful he is doing as well as he is. I haven't been on line in a couple of weeks and hadn't heard until I got Glen's e-mail that Thelma forwarded. I'll keep all of you in my prayers. From all accounts, it seems not only has Tim been blessed with caring Dr.'s and nurses but a loving caring, full of faith family as well. God will get you through this. Janis Hartline Hylton, class of 68
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