At A Snails Pace (end of month seven)

Progress continues but very, very slowly. Physio continues twice a week with an extra session every month through CCAC. He is using a quad cane at physio and the hemi here, but we are just starting out, it seems there is so much to learn, I fear years and years of it. Speech is sporadic and spontaneous, the speech therapist can do nothing with him. 

We had a our follow up with the Physiologist, who treated him at Brueyere, Dr. Yang. She did an assessment and feels there is a real possibility that he can be rehabilitated to walk and talk. He has agreed to take the supplemental speech classes but I made it clear I would not drive. The one drive we do have together is filled with fights,I have had enough. So we will try it out. 

During this month Mikes mother has been very ill and people now too busy with Christmas. Never saw his family at all during this period. Went out once with my friend Leslie Lewis who helped Mike shop for a gift for me for Christmas as no one else seems to care. 

As for me, I am learning to develop a thicker skin, although I am filled with resentment at what I perceive as personal slights. I have sadly not accepted this, but am moving closer, trying to do more. I hosted a family dinner for two times and have left Mike alone more. Sadly, I have let my gym go to hell but vow to renew that in the new year. I am getting stronger, but like him, at a snails pace. Still on my meds, found a great support group.

This is Christmas week, hoping for some happiness with all the preparations and visits and will finally get to see people.

I have been told that progress can continue up until a year, until then I will try my best to take life moment by moment and in month eight, celebrate the good and pray that 2016 will bring us the progress we desire.

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