12,000 visits

This was a busy week. Bill is doing well enough that we went out for dinner with friends twice this week. He has made excellent progress with his eye exercises at rehab. The eye seems to be moving more and more.We had a visit with the “wound doctor” on Thursday to check the incision in Bill’s scalp. He was very amusing. He said he loves patients like Bill since they make him look so good. He told me I could stop doing the dressing on his head and agreed it was ridiculous to try since nothing would stick to his head. He felt sure the incision would heal well in about three weeks if we just put neosporin on it. In fact, he said we could come see him every day and he could spit on it and it would heal just the same in about three weeks.

I have been busy with studies for my class. I checked the blog statistics and saw that there were about 50 visits per day last week. There were 12,000 visits to the blog in total since July 18th. Some great communication tool. Just stayin’ in touch.

Finally doing well…

We have had a good weekend and been out to dinner several times. It is time to stop writing on the blog regularly and get back to individual contact with friends. I am not “closing” down the blog so that we can look back on the history. Bill wants to print parts of it to save. I have most email addresses and could contact you if there is an emergency of some sort and start using the blog again. In the meantime, Bill is at home as a retired person and checks his email frequently. You can email him at oneillmp@mchsi.com. Thank you all for staying in touch via the blog this past two months.

Bill’s Sunday

This was a good day.  Only a little Dilantin on my schedule — till Thursday.  Hope that will take caare of the down side. The week starts off easy.  Monday just have to wait for the telephone guy to come out and repair.  Phone is messed up.  Tuesday and Friday occupational therapy–mainly eye exercises.  Thursday have a Dr appointment.

I have never thought that I had many friends, certainly not the kind that you are.  Many of you knew me better than I ever thought.  Thank you 

Saturday

We had such a pleasant evening on Friday that I didn’t even think of the blog. Life is starting to feel normal. We went out to supper together for the first time since July 18th. In fact, it’s the first time we went out together anywhere except to see a hospital. Bill is able to handle doing his medicines and treatments himself this time. I am disciplining myself to let him be and take care of himself. Since he is not taking so much Dilantin, he is not confused and forgetful like before. He is also more physically able to handle things. He is careful with his back, but not having any pain as far as I can tell. We will be careful to get enought rest, etc.

There seem to be appointments most every day. He will be going to occupational therapy 3 Xs a week for a while. They want him to continue working on eye exercises to keep the muscles in his eye strong and possibly improve the length of time he can use his left eye.

I can’t say enough good things about the rehab unit at GRMC. We were so lucky to have it close to home. There are many people there from long distances. It was one of the few lucky breaks we had all summer. This morning I am also feeling so indebted to our children and friends and who did countless things for us since July. I am hopeful we are on the mend. Perhaps I can get Bill to start doing this blog again and let our friends hear from him directly. He makes more work of it than I do. His literary side insists he make it a work of art, I just start blabbing how I feel. It takes all kinds.

I know there are lots of readers who have never posted a remark. Consider just a hello so we know who is out there. It is a little intimidating at first, I know. But we are constantly amazed when someone says I’ve been following progress and we had no idea!! What sweet friends.

Home again

Well we are home together again. Barry was here for supper – a pizza feast. Bill and I are watching TV. He will only be going for occupational therapy as out-patient at the local hospital. Most follow-up appointments with the rehab docs can also be handled at our local hospital. We have no idea what Iowa City will want from him, but that can wait. Bill is feeling good and looks good too. He is no longer required to stay at home. He cannot drive, of course, but we can go out together.

Two of my friends, Barb and Cathryn, orchestrated “happy hour” with Bill for his last night in the hospital while I went to class. I think they all had a good time. There was plenty of laughing when I telephoned. Cathryn’s husband, Ron, not only put a railing on the stairs to the garage, but fixed the stairs to be wider and level. Things are much safer now. Safer for Bill and my mother, too. It’s a good night. Good night.

Transition plans

Bill will be coming home tomorrow afternoon. He will NOT be on homebound and will typically have only occupational therapy appointments. These will work on exercises for his eyes, and basic safety things having to do with the double vision and back issues. There will be a couple appointments with a doctor who will care for the wound on his scalp.

I am feeling fairly confident about his return home. He is more alert and should be more independent this time. There will still be plenty to do, but it won’t be as overwhelming, I hope. And, since I will be able to take him away from the house, we can have a little more recreation. That will be good for both of us. I will still be very careful with his schedule in order to not exhaust him.

The whole rehab unit has been encouraging and helpful – every single person including nurses, aides, therapist and especially the social worker. They will do anything, and I mean anything, to make life better for us. They have literally taken care of Bill from the top of his head to the tips of his toes with none of this “not my job” attitude.

I will be going to class tonight – the third in the semester – and Elizabeth has no automobile to come to Burlington tonight. This is the first evening he will be alone in the hospital since the brain surgery. Barry is planning to come to our house tomorrow night, and Liz and Joe (I hope) on Friday evening. If you want to talk to Bill, tonight might be a good time.
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Tuesday

They have decided Bill can come home on Thursday. Hooray. I will meet with the social worker this afternoon to talk about what care he will need. He is doing well, and I am hoping we will not have to have him “homebound” when he gets home. I may need help from friends to transport to therapy at HCHC. The social worker is checking to see how often that will be and how they can coordinate to reduce the number of appointments. Will write more when I know.

Labor Day ‘06

In 1969, Washington state public schools still began on the day after Labor Day. They still do. I arrived at the opening day gathering late, but was surprised to see two young women emerge from a car with Illinois plates and a Chicago city vehicle sticker. I caught up with them, but they informed me that they were late for an important meeting and had no time to talk. A bit disappointing.

Well, very soon one of the women, a Chicago native named Thelma was sitting at the same faculty table. She was a new elementary teacher where I was to be the new elementary counselor in the same school. And this woman was Thelma who you know as my wife.

Those of you who know more than I do about Dilantin realize that rather than being taken off the drug in one day, it will actually be gradually over the next two weeks.

I am feeling substantially better and hope it continues. . . .

- Bill

Sunday update

Dr. stopped in. With the consultation if surgeon in Iowa City, I am going to be entirely taken off Dilantin today. This move expects that my energy will be better, my balance could improve and the side effects of D would disappear. Both T & I are glad. Also, I can have a vodka when I get home. Alleluia! – Bill

A “Hallmark” special thought:

May the sofa rise
to meet you,
May the TV shine warm
upon your face,
And may fluffed cushions
always be at your back.

— Snoopy learned that from an Irish setter.
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I am feeling more myself and am hopeful of emerging from rehab ready to enjoy September. Then will have time to email you personally as well as I can. Thanks. -Bill

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