Soren's first post-stroke steps
Nov. 20th, 2008 04:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
From
eleanor:
Friends of Scraps!
This is a bonus progress report because Scraps took his first steps yesterday!
Yesterday, I got to Rusk in the middle of the physical therapy session, just in time to see Scraps stand, which I’ve witnessed before. Holding the back of a tall chair, the physical therapist then had Scraps walk across the room! He was able to take normal steps with his left foot, shuffled with the right, at times aided by the PT, who would give his foot a little push. He really booked across the room, and the PT had to ask him to slow down a few times, and while it was clearly exhausting, he was determined to get across the room. When he could go no further, the PT got his wheel chair and had him sit. He looked at me and said, “I want a hug!” which he had surely deserved.
When we went back to his room, we talked about games (he told me that Rock Band is lots of fun but not a game) and cards -- he pantomimed sleeping when we talked about bridge. He listened to music with his new iPod dock, and the speech therapist came in and “danced” with him for a minute. While I was there, he got a card, which made him happy, and also passed judgment on my purse, which he considers excessively big. In general, he was in excellent spirits, very funny, laughed a lot and had more words at his disposal, in addition to more memory. After he ate dinner, he wanted to nap and I went home.
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Friends of Scraps!
This is a bonus progress report because Scraps took his first steps yesterday!
Yesterday, I got to Rusk in the middle of the physical therapy session, just in time to see Scraps stand, which I’ve witnessed before. Holding the back of a tall chair, the physical therapist then had Scraps walk across the room! He was able to take normal steps with his left foot, shuffled with the right, at times aided by the PT, who would give his foot a little push. He really booked across the room, and the PT had to ask him to slow down a few times, and while it was clearly exhausting, he was determined to get across the room. When he could go no further, the PT got his wheel chair and had him sit. He looked at me and said, “I want a hug!” which he had surely deserved.
When we went back to his room, we talked about games (he told me that Rock Band is lots of fun but not a game) and cards -- he pantomimed sleeping when we talked about bridge. He listened to music with his new iPod dock, and the speech therapist came in and “danced” with him for a minute. While I was there, he got a card, which made him happy, and also passed judgment on my purse, which he considers excessively big. In general, he was in excellent spirits, very funny, laughed a lot and had more words at his disposal, in addition to more memory. After he ate dinner, he wanted to nap and I went home.
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Date: 2008-11-20 10:23 pm (UTC)