Showing posts with label talk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label talk. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Tuesday May 5





The nurses are noticing that dad doesn't remember what happened the day before. So the doctor is putting dad on Aricept. Actually dad was taking it before he went into the hospital. You don't have to have Alzheimer's disease to benefit from this drug. We should be able to tell in a couple of days if it is helping dad.

Today the doctor decided to switch out dad's trachea tube with a permanent one -- however it isn't really permanent it can be taken out if and when the person doesn't need it anymore. The new one is called a metal Jackson Crack Trachea. I couldn't find anything on the web that explains the difference between that one and the one dad did have other than it is metal and the old one was plastic.

After replacing the tube they don't want to dad to try to talk any tonight. But tomorrow they will put a "plug" in it that will enable dad to start to talk again. With the old trachea you had to put your finger over the opening so he could talk -- not such a good thing because you cut off the oxygen when you do this. With the new Jackson trachea they can put a plug in it so that daddy can talk and somehow oxygen still gets in. Not as much oxygen but that's ok. You don't need the amounts of oxygen the hospital gives you when you are sick.

Nurse S said that things will start to move a little faster for daddy now. However she did make sure I understood he still had a long way to go.

The main thing right now is for dad to cooperate with the nurses, doctors and therapist. He is stubborn and really hardheaded. Hopefully he will realize that everyone wants what is best for him and that he will try to do what they want and to behave himself.

Keep those prayers going up for dad and me.

Kathy

Friday, May 1, 2009

Friday May 1





Dad has spent quite a bit of today trying to communicate with me, the nurse, or anyone that came into his room. Unfortunately most of what he was saying none of us could understand. Remember he can't talk yet (because of the trachea) so we are trying to read lips. He gets frustrated and I get frustrated. Hopefully we will be able to improve on this somehow.

Today the nurse started giving daddy ice chips. He LOVED this! He can't really "feed" them to himself so I sat there spooning them in for him. So glad he has finally got a little something he likes.

While talking to the nurse about several things she said that the PA said they were thinking about putting dad on Xyprexia but she didn't leave orders to give it yet. You can tell that dad is depressed. It is hard to tell if it is about his situation or if he is thinking about mom and missing her. I think giving him an antidepressant is a good thing. He needs something to help lift his spirits -- at least until he can talk and tell us what is going on inside his head.

Keep those prayers going up for dad and me.

Kathy