Today was a different kind of day. First, Kev did VERY well in his therapy - at least PT and OT. He walked 600 feet today without a sit-down break. Amazing!
But, he wouldn't participate in speech because he was excited about getting leave the week after next and he assumed that meant we were going home to PA. When he found out we were staying here, he was very angry and went to bed. I know he wants to go home. So do I. But we just can't yet. Once we see if he can handle a medical flight, then the sky's the limit (haha - no pun intended!)
We also had Kevin ride a power chair out to the van to see if we could fit it in. It fit in, but he REALLY hates that chair. About the only time he smiled in it was when he figured out how to get it to the fastest speed and he popped a wheelie while outside. Man...I'm not sure I can handle that chair either. I will never be able to catch him, but it's necessary for outings that require a lot of walking. There is just no way I can push him long distances.
And...we fell today. He was showing off in the hallway and one of the nurses told him to run as a joke and he tried to. I had a hold of him and wasn't prepared for him to take off like that and down we both went. I was so scared. I cushioned him under me and made sure my hand went under his head so he didn't hit it on the floor (?? I guess I did that after months of having to be careful because he had no skull). He didn't get hurt at all and I just skinned my knee, but I am sure hoping it scared him enough to realize that he just can't do things like he used to. He didn't talk for about an hour afterward so maybe he was thinking about it.
And in our family meeting today I was told that I need to find an apartment very quickly so that Kevin can be discharged or he has to start staying at the hospital. He has only stayed at the hospital overnight I think twice in the last three weeks. I can guarantee that he won't stay there, so it looks like I need to find us a place to live and it has to be this weekend. I kinda have already started the process and it's just so frustrating because we should already be in our house. It's unfortunate that we went with a construction company that took 6 weeks to try to get a contract together and by then I set it in motion to find a new contractor because if it takes that long to put a piece of paper together can you imagine how long it would take to actually do the work?
So, now we have to spend tons of money on an apt and it's just not right. We may actually close on the house the week after next (have heard this many times before though) and we will be locked into a lease for at least 3 months. We just can't live with my parents though - this place is not big enough. I sure am frustrated that that contractor cost us thousands of dollars and a ton of work moving from here to the next apt and then to the house. It's just not right. Oh well. Nothing I can do about it, I guess.
And I finally got Kevin's taxes done tonight. I was worried about doing them myself due to his non-taxable combat pay, but it was pretty easy.
And now it's off to bed...
First 2 from the Nov kit!
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