Thanks for sticking with me. This is going to be short as I am almost out of battery. Kids came home from camp today, so I get to see them tomorrow. I can’t wait.
Today is Friday, the first of many here for me at Parkwood. I still have not been given a date as to when I will be ready to go home. So I wait, and guess and ask more questions. I am sure that soon enough they will all be rolling their eyes when they here I have a question. But I am never satisfied with the answers, so I just keep asking.
How long will I need to be here? What does it mean when my legs twitch? When will I will be able to go in the therapy pool? What does my blood work show? Why do I get chilled every evening around 8? When can my PT/OT times be switched so they are not back to back? When can I take off this brace? Why does my hair hurt? Won’t that cause constipation? What are you going to do about this chair that I can not operate? Will I get to use the exoskeleton? Why are my eyes not as good as they used to be? Couldn’t that be my natural flora? Really, I could go on…
If you don’t ask, you won’t know, or you won’t even get them thinking about what ever your question is (even if they don’t know the answer). And if there is one thing that I have learned about being in hospital for the past three weeks – you have to speak up. No matter how uncomfortable you may feel or how awkward the situation becomes. Just ask.