December 07, 2012

Phone spam

I bought my cell phone yesterday morning, and got my first spam message at 8:30 last night. I wonder how much of that's going to happen?

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Avamere Rehabilitation of Beaverton

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Avamere Rehabilitation of Beaverton is where I spent three weeks doing rehab. It gets high marks from me, and I wanted to post a report so that anyone googling can find it.

I suffered a stroke that partially paralyzed my left side, just after my 59th birthday. When I arrived there, I wasn't really able to walk, and my left hand was mostly useless. When I left 18 days later, I walked out (with a cane) and I had regained the ability to type, among many other things.

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I would never have believed I could recover so much, so fast. I had speech therapy, occupational therapy, and physical therapy, totaling about three hours per day, and the therapists were generally excellent. They were all women, for some reason, and they worked for a sister company.

And they helped me enormously. It seemed like every day, I'd wake in the morning and realize that I had another thing back. For instance, one day I regained the ability to lift my left ring finger, which I couldn't use before that. Two days after that I was able to type again.

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The nurses were generally very nice and caring. As in all such facilities they never responded to the call button as fast as you'd really want, but they did come, and they were always nice and helpful.

The food was generally pretty good, as institutional food goes. We always got meat for lunch and dinner (or chicken or fish, animal protein). They published a menu, and if you didn't like something there was a standard set of alternatives you could pick, if you put in a form in time. I found the "Beaverton Club" to be a good choice for an alternate. The meals didn't always fill me up, but it was OK to have snacks. (I had some cookies I ate for that reason.)

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Like any nursing home, there were a few patients who were creepy as hell, but generally I was able to steer clear of them. Many of the rooms are doubles, but there are a lot of single rooms, too, and I recommend getting one of them if you can.

I was there in November and the weather was vicious, so I only went outside once. But there are patios which can be used when weather is nice.

If I had any complaint, it was the beds. A place like that always has a percentage of patients who can't control bowel or bladder, so the mattresses are covered in plastic. The beds are very narrow, and the sheets slide easily over the mattresses, and the first night I felt like I was going to slip off and fall on the floor. After that, I slept on top of the coverlet, which gave me more friction.

Obviously I was happy to leave and get back home again, but I found my stay to be very pleasant, and extremely encouraging and helpful. They treated me well, and helped me enormously. A big thumbs up!

UPDATE: Also! The place had five wifi nodes for guests to use. I had a computer while I was there and was able to browse the internet to keep myself entertained, since I don't watch TV.

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December 04, 2012

Tadaima!

We left the place about 10:00, and drove to Fred Meyers to pick up prescriptions and other things. Unfortunately, the prescriptions didn't get phoned in, though they told me they had been. So my brother is going to chase that down.

We walked all over the store, and now I'm dead tired. But I'm home, and now I'm going to watch the Odette II arc of Mouretsu Pirates.

UPDATE: The problem with the prescriptions got straightened out.

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December 03, 2012

Free at last!

I'm now approved to go home! My brother is going to pick me up Tuesday morning, and we'll go to Fred Meyers to pick up prescriptions, and some other things, and then HOME!

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December 01, 2012

Today's advance

And today, I put my shoes on and tied them without any help, and then I walked around outside for a while.

I know these things don't seem very exciting, but for me they're very important. I feared I might never be able to do them again. Now I believe I may get back to 90% of what I had. The nightmare was that I would be profoundly crippled forever, and now I know I've dodged that bullet.

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November 30, 2012

The home stretch

Today I took a shower and I undressed myself, washed and dried myself, and dressed again afterwards, all without assistance. I'm getting really good at walking with a cane. And I've been acing the balance tests and the stair climbing tests.

This afternoon I'm going to talk to the Social worker about starting the process of getting discharged. I think I'm ready. But they'll probably drag it out.

UPDATE: I talked to the Social Worker and she said they're targeting next Wednesday for my release.

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November 28, 2012

Progress being made

I am typing this post on my brother's laptop, using both hands. The speed is low, but that will improve with time and practice. Especially practice.

I'm rather surprised at how fast I'm improving. Seems like every morning I wake up and realize that I've gotten something more back. Today, it was this.

UPDATE: Bill and I just had a meeting with the person who plans discharges, and the consensus was that I will probably be ready to go home in about a week.

I have been "doing laps", going up and down the hall in my wheelchair as exercise for my left arm. It tkaes me past the dining hall. The TV there is tuned to "Animal planet" and when I went past just now it was running an ad for "Amish Mafia", and I think I don't want to know any more. (Shudder)

Typing is a secret pleasure. I'm already typing about twice as fast as I could one-finger. A bedside table beside a hospital bed isn't the optimum, though, and I'm sure I'll do much better at home. In about a week.

I want to go home. But I can't yet.

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November 27, 2012

How's your pain?

I get asked that several times a day, and I answer, "I'm not in any pain."

Seems like a lot of people here are suffering chronic pain, though. I got a new neighbor, and she spends a lot of her time moaning. Or calling "Help! Help! Help!" given how slow they usually are responding to the call lights.

I've taken to spending a lot of time sitting in the lobby.

Anyway, I ache a lot from the exercises they have me doing, but that's not the same.

I can walk without support now, and my left hand is useful now, though I still can't type.

Girls und Panzer 7 revealed Miho's trauma, and it wasn't all that bad. She did what she thought was right, but got cussed out by her Mom for it.

There's an interesting symmetry with Hana.

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November 26, 2012

Get well cards

I appreciate the thought, but let's not go there, OK? You can leave them here instead, please.

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November 25, 2012

MRI

So I went to the hospital 13 days ago. I figured I would have to wait a while, but they whisked me right in. Apparently stroke victims go to the front of the line.

They decided I needed a CAT scan and an MRI. So the machines were busy, and they admitted me. I got my CAT scan about 5. It didn't takevery long, but they told me later that it didn't see anything. It was about 10 when they did the MRI, and it took about half an hour. It foynnd the problem, an ischemic stroke in my Pons, which is part of the brain stem. And  that's why it didn't affect my mind; nowhere near.

MRI is strange. I knew it would be loud, but I had no idea it would sing so many different songs.

Some people get claustrophobic in there, but it didn't bother me.

I didn't actually need to spend three nights there, but my insurance required it before they would cover rehab.

They put an alarm pad on mybed, so that an alarm would go off if I got up. I hated that. Fortunately, this place hasn't done that. But if I ever fall, I better lie about it.

Not much of a worry. I'm getting more steady on my feet all the time.

When I first started using the walker, I would shift it, then take a step, then shift it, thentake another step. Now i walk smoothly, and the walker moves continuously. I don'tlean on it at all. Of course, it's there if something goes wrong, and I don't do as well without it.

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