Tyler took the garlands of flowers and wind thingies off the ceiling in Dane’s room. We packed the family collage that Mackenzie made so that he can have it at Wesley. Dane picked the things he wanted to take with him as reminders and make his surroundings more familiar: his Hooters calendar and the family calendar with notations of dates to remember, some artificial tulips and his sticky gross “brain, poop, cricket, and tongue”. Mackenzie is good at making a room come alive so when she comes to visit, she’ll make it homey for him.
Dane was still up when I went back to see him at 8:30. He’d been up since 5:00…and was up about 4 hours this morning. His bedsore is getting much better and is closing as it should. It will still be several weeks before it heals completely, but it’s so much improved. I wonder if Dr. McDonald will see it again? He’s the wound doctor who treated it originally.
I wish he were less confused, but there isn’t anything we can do about that. I can only hope that once he is more oriented with a daily routine and mixing with other people doing what he’s doing, that he’ll relate more to the present reality of time. I don’t blame him for dreaming he is somewhere else doing pleasant things. That seems a logical way for the brain to cope.
Thanks for staying tuned. If he can get email messages at Wesley Rehab, I’ll have Mackenzie post the address. I know he’d love hearing from his friends. Your letters and cards have helped him so much…and we’ve saved them all for him to read when he’s well. Thanks for your many kindnesses.