Continued Prayer

The latest from Ken:

When I visited Tim today, there was a therapist having him do exercises. He can move his left arm and leg fine. He can move his right leg some, but still needed help. He was able to squeeze his right hand and lift it a little, but still needed help in the exercise.

Even though he can talk, we have trouble communicating. I'm not sure how much of it is because of my hearing and how much is because of his talking. He wanted me to move a stand close to his bed, but it took me a long time to figure out what he was saying. Instead of just saying "move the stand" he kept using the word "position" and "lift". I couldn't figure it out. Eventually by pointing, I figured it out.

He wanted me to fill a cup with water. It took a while to figure that out. Mainly by pointing. While I know my hearing could use some improvement. I know he didn't just say "please fill that cup with water for me." I think he is having problems putting sentences and words together. And yet, sometimes he speaks clearly.

Then, I finally got up the nerve to ask if I could borrow the Bowflex while he was in the hospital. He looked at me for a while. Finally I said "that's ok, no problem". But then he said "Ken has it." He wasn't joking (that I could tell). Then I said "No, it's at your house." and didn't say anything more about it. Neither did he.

It immediately reminded me of something dad said to me. We were sitting together at your [mine and Suzanne's] college graduation. At one point, he looked at me with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "are you my brother or son?" He wasn't joking. He was embarrassed.

I can see that Tim has a ways to go, ut I think he can make it if he'll work at it.

Then, after I got home, the floor supervisor, Ann, called. She said that the doctor said that Tim may be ready as early as Tuesday to move to Rehabilitation. Out of the hospital and into a place where they can begin restoration of his faculties.

That is good news!

Talk to you later,

Ken