Is self-knowledge overrated? I don’t know.
Better news to report today on the brain front, though.
My mother in-law requested that she sit on the bedside commode instead of soiling her diaper so the nurses helped her out of bed and she urinated as she normally did. Later, she held her first long conversation with her older daughter, reminisced about former neighbours, talked briefly with her granddaughter in-law’s parents, and drank 4 oz. of apple juice, her first “food” in four days. She remembers everything up to the fall/stroke, including that she won a five-dollar prize at bingo, won a bridge game, and that the first assisted living community she was in had been going downhill so that’s why she left it.
She was sleepy/groggy because of the pain medicine and got confused just before she fell asleep, repeating questions she’s repeated the last three times she has gone through these episodes (“I need to talk with my second daughter about finances”).
In other words, if we hadn’t been told she had a stroke, we would assume this is just another one of my mother in-law’s falls that takes her a few weeks/months to recover from physically, relatively normal for a person her age, in my opinion.
Of course, we’ll share all this with the doctor(s) tomorrow.
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Thanks to Zach and Fred Foulks at Chick-fil-A; Kurt at Arby’s; Elizabeth who was having a bad day; Andrea, Peter, Kristyn, and more at Huntsville Hospital.
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