Feb 12, 2012

this dream is now my reality

I spent the next two days up out of bed with PT. I still have my bright pink walking cast on. I think they were worried about me falling with my cast versus being worried about weakness because the weakness was then above the hip. So one day I got dress and even put on a sports bra because I was going to get out this room! By the time PT got to my room I was up in the chair and dressed and my mom brushed my hair and put it back in the braids. She walked in and I signed walk to her. She laughed and told me I passed my strength tests she would write me off to walk with assistance AND with a walker. I guess beggars cannot be choosers. So she went through and did my testing and Im telling you, magically it was much hard that day (I don’t think she wanted me to walk lol jk jk) but I did it. I had be able to from my right hand around the walker and put pressure on it. I had to use my left hand to adjust my right but it work and she was okay with it. She asked me if I want to rest or go for a short walk. Was that supposed to be rhetorical? I wanted to walk. She put the gate belt around me and held on for dear life. Lol she was so puny and I’m 5’7’’ and husky. Lol I started out the door her holding both hand tightly onto my belt; and I was off. I circle the small ICU but when you have been bed ridded and lost your strength small distance was hard.
The next day I was woken up by my nurse, Maria, she told me that she had a surprise for me. She told me I have another room waiting on me. I was moving out of ICU. I was so glad.  This meant to some of the tube and wires were staying in ICU but I was not. This also meant I could as many people as I wanted at the same time not just two people at a time and finally this meant a real shower :D
I began to realize all the things we truly take for granted. At this point my Dr. was expecting me have more words than I did. I could now rise my about to shoulder level but I still could hold a pencil or eat utensils. I started to use my left hand to write the things I needed. At night I would try to say my ABC or even better yet go through the sound in my head but when I let a sound out it wasn’t right. Would I be like this forever? A few days ago I had the surgery that would turn my life upside down and two weeks ago I just found out that I have critical tumor…it all seemed like a dream…and this dream is now my reality.