Kimmi’s World

Daddy seems optimistic about his throat “working” correctly by Monday. But I”m not so sure. I think he just really doesn’t want to get a feed tube put in. But they really need to do it. We are going on 5 days now of no food or water whatsoever. He’s been doing great, but when his roomate gets his meals…  It’s not as good.

 Other than that, he’s getting all kinds of company, and it really helps. I just hope he keeps up the positive attitude. I want to take the dogs up to see him. Not in the hospital, but when he gets to John Heinz. They have a court yard visiting area, so you’d think it would be okay. I guess will see when it gets here.

 I guess that’s all for now. I’m in the process of uploading a bunch of images to shutterfly. They sent me and email about free shipping. And I have a ton of pics that need to be printed for my scrap book. So, I’m gunna go finish that up.

Most of Daddy is getting better. He’s laughing, joking, talking. He’s not leaning to the left as much. He still walks like he has a shine on but it’s getting better. Unfortunately, the only thing that isn’t getting better at this point is his throat. The muscles are working correctly at all.

 Since swallowing is essential in eating or drinking or really every day living, my dad is having a real hard time. He hasn’t eaten in 3 days now. So, needless to say they are now going to be inserting a feed tube until they can get his throat muscles working right again.

He’ll be spending a few weeks in John Heinz Rehab center. They’ll work with his speech, walking, and swallowing. I’m still very optimistic with it.

He’s had lots of company over the past 3 days. During the day, you can see he gets a little down, but once everyone starts coming around he picks up – a lot actually. He wasn’t happy about the feeding tube – but he’s not really complaining to much. I think he realizes there’s not much he can do about it.

He’s still picking on the nurses saying he’s busting out of there. Today he held up a Get Well Card, and said, “See, I have friends on the outside.” She’s just laughed, but then so did the rest of the room. He seems to get the most company out of anyone on the floor.

Anyway, I’ll update more when I get a chance.

..my stress levels would break the thermometer.

 Yesterday, my dad had a stroke. What started out as a normal tuesday soon turned into panic. I was on the phone with a client when my cell number rang and then my work line again. It was my mom telling me my dad was driving himself to the hospital because he was dizzy.

Needless to say, I ran out of work, and haven’t been back since. I plan to head back tomorrow as my dad seems to be getting a lot better. I’d post more, but frankly I’ve heard/said it so many times already. I guess I’m still kind of hoping I’ll wake up soon.

 Anyway, any questions, just ask.