Day 39 – A Good Night’s Sleep Made a Better Mother’s Day – Sunday, May 14

Yesterday during the day continued to be a rough one. I’m not sure how much of it is mom’s “stroke brain” or her just acting out because she’s so frustrated and angry. Probably a bit of both, but I’m hoping that it’s the former based on the things that she says sometimes.

I was too upset and tired to post a follow up to the rest of yesterday’s happenings, but to sum it up, she showed just how much of a “flight risk” she actually is. The family went out to grab lunch and talk about mom’s future living situation after leaving rehab (and beyond). We had a really nice lunch only to come back to learn that mom tried to get up out of her wheelchair twice and her bed once. Things sort of went downhill from there…

However – she did get her “as needed” sleeping aid and ended up sleeping from 8:30-9ish straight through to 5:30! She was so much more cooperative this morning. She had her PT assessment where she got to work on this bike that allows her weak leg to actually do work (very cool) and practiced standing a few times. She did get worn out from that but we took that as an opportunity to wheel her around and get outside for a bit after PT was done.

After taking her back to her room and getting her settled back in bed to rest, Cyndie and I decided to head out to pick up a couple of things to brighten up her room and make it a little homier. It was a test for her, to see if she could try and control her impulses to get up out of bed on her own. I was so thankful when we got back to see her in the same place we left her.

Chad and Sam came up this afternoon to see her as well (Mimzi, too!) and Chad put the finishing touches on her room, hanging up pictures that he brought from her house. I think it definitely makes the place look nicer. Her friend, H, also came by and I know that also made mom very happy. Although still not “happy” happy, mom seemed to be more aware, willing to comply, less combative, and understanding of what she needs to do to get well enough to get out of there.

I headed home so that Chad and Sam could fix me an awesome Mother’s Day dinner. I know Cyndie can hold down the fort over there. Praying that it’s another calm, quiet, restful night over there.