Dear family and friends
Today was a very bad day, and a very good day.
Regina arrived at the hospital this morning to a very self righteous case manager who was definitely not like the rest of the staff. Regina was told in no uncertain terms that, "Grayson is not appropriate for this facility and must be moved." She went on to say that she was the expert in this matter, and she would not listen to anything that Regina had to say. Until he was moved, she stated that we would have to stay with him around the clock. Nice way to start the day.
Fortunately for us, the physicians are in charge of patient care. Grayson's managing physician assured Regina that he would not be moved until it was appropriate to do so. This was some consolation to a morning of shattered hopes. After all, we have only been there since Thursday night, and to have this sort of greeting first thing Monday morning was highly disturbing.
As is typical of these silly humans, perhaps we forgot about the person we are all there to help – the patient! It is not the comfort of the staff or the maintenance of the status quo that they should be interested in. As Regina worked within the system to try and make the best of things, I took the opportunity to have a very nice chat with the administrative director of the facility. I believe that he and I came to an understanding about patient care and goals. He thanked me for bringing it to his attention so it could be worked – another teaching moment for management. For the record - both Regina and I are home tonight.
Speaking of the patient, Grayson continues to make remarkable progress. The physical therapists were back today. First thing, they got Grayson in a chair, and he was rolled all over the hospital, and outside into the parking lot, He reached out and touched things, and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. He said, "Hi" today – his first word since the incident.
Tonight, since his sitter is a big dude, the PT staff allowed us to put Grayson in the chair and roll him around the hospital. We put him in the chair at 5:00, and when I left at midnight, he was still in it. He was being pushed all around the hospital. He reached out to every staff member he encountered, he loved watching and touching things. Since he has stockings on his feet, the floor where he has traveled is spotless. However every dust bunny in the place is now in his bed!
His facial expressions are very animated, but we are still trying to figure out what he as telling us. One thing I know for sure – he would do just about anything for a drink of water or a taste of real food! Now we have to eat and drink out of sight, or we risk the pained expression and open mouth that will break your heart. If you had told me a week ago that Grayson would be doing these things, I would have considered you loco.
So now you can see why it was such a very good and very bad day. Fortunately, they are all God's days and He continues to shower us with his blessings.
Pax!
Brant and Regina
I just don't get it: after all, Grayson had to be admitted, you guys didn't just walk in from off the street, clearly someone in authority had thought it was OK for him to be there. Well, if there's one thing being the mother/father of three teaches you, it's how to deal with petulant children...
ReplyDeleteBut much of what you tell us fills me with hope, rocky as the road may currently be. Something good is going to come of this! It may take a while to get there, but you'll make it!
Hi Brant and Regina:
ReplyDeleteWowzers, what a day, with super downs and super ups. We learn from the downs, and grow with the ups! I'm so glad he is in a chair! After being in the bed so long, it is a simple joy to be around and about,,,it makes me just smile...really giggle to remember what it was like...a little bit of freedom and a glimps of what could get better.
A "left over" from my calamity is a very restles pair of legs. Every 17 seconds, they jump. During the day, that is fine, because I just jump along my way...kind of a kick in the pants to keep moving! At night, it is not so nice, and it takes real cognative effort to go to sleep over those tumping legs every 17 seconds. But I am having victory over this, and Kemi doesn't get bothered by it any more. But, my jumpy leg friends are still there...so in honor of Grayson, I have tied a prayer for Grayson everytime they jump....when they trigger, I just think of Grayson, remind God that He needs to settle Grayson with His calmness and healing...and He gets that message every 17 seconds! It is like, "Pull...Fire", "Pull...Fire"; a Holy Skeet shoot! Talk about targets to pray at!
You both did well to get with the management of the facility. Great job! Kemi was the hound of heaven on the staff and management of each facility I was in...and she wouldn't let the doc enter or leave the hospital until they met with her...she would meet them a the door as they were trying to sneak out! I love that woman!
So, you are right on schedule it seems! [What a thing to say, huh, but you are working through and witnessing the healing of a great guy, and one we all love very much. His life has been a gift from the very begining, and he still is.]
In Him,
Doug