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Ha! Now comes the next hard part. You have to trust the doctor is right and let go of thinking every little thing Rod does is a sign. (I'm not even sure if that's an easier part, but it is one path we must take. lol)

Congrats though. That let's you know his headaches and his tiredness is a result of the stroke, not a sign for another one.

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JesusLives said:

ACK! Whenever I found cool verses like these, I'd cross-stich them. I'm too old to see the tiny little holes in the fabric to cross-stitch anymore, and I don't know how to do writing with crochet! ACK! Two of those are worth hanging, but I've got no artistic way to make them into something to hang on a wall.

Still. Thank you. It helps me remember.

happyface · Jan 28, 2016

They are beautiful verses, the doc said he wasn't sure where the clot came from, because everything else was fine, all we can pray for is good health, rod will be lead the right way, that's the faith I have in God. We really will have a testimony Lynn to tell.xxx

Pilkington · Jan 28, 2016

I am continueing to pray for you Lynn and your husband. That you would continue to have the strength to keep going and would get enough rest. I am also praying he gets into the VA rehabilitiation unit. It is amazing to here how much and how rapidly progress your husband is making.

happyface · Jan 29, 2016

Glory to God for the progress Lynn husband is making. xx

Zen · Jan 29, 2016

I did pray for you both and may God bless you.

Truly none of us can be whole without God, and so I prayed for his faith too so that he can know God and His love. With God in our hearts, we can be healed of addiction, sickness and disease.

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Until now, every time they put John in a chair, it was to help him cough up stuff in his lungs. Today, it was to relearn sitting, which develops his core muscles so he can walk again. (You have to understand that, or the next sentence sounds as if I'm repeating.)

John sat today -- without leaning back and without bracing himself with the arms -- for TWO HOURS! That's huge! They've fitted him for a wheelchair, but all this time I've been wondering how he doesn't slide out of it, if they put him in it. They aren't going to put him in it. He is going to get in it himself. Big stuff! And, his hip pain didn't get bad until the last half hour, but he was willing to keep sitting through it. (The hip pain is going away.)

And, I was there for his physical therapy, so saw him sit on his own for the first time. And I saw him "stand." Now I know what "stand" means. He got his butt off the bed, but not to the point of standing up. Twice though.

The last time I was around for PT, two strong guys pulled him into a sit position and held him like that. He couldn't raise his head. This time to petite women (and "petite," but I saw muscles on them I didn't know women even have lol) helped him, but there hands moved away because he was doing it himself. And, even though they had to keep reminding him to raise his head higher, even when it wasn't up, he was holding it up on his own strength. Afterward, he said his hamstrings burned. Fortunately, he used to be a bodybuilder, so he thinks that's a good thing.

One of the women was surprised he's not eating yet. She said anyone who hasn't eaten this long without complaining really has to be a very good-natured guy. He made a joke, but he really is that kind. Here I am trying my best to get him something to drink, (eating is out until the trach is gone, but he's on the last test -- albeit it's a six-day test -- to see if they can get rid of it, so he can eat), and know what he wants just as much? A shower. He's wanted a shower for three weeks. His new idea of luxury.

So, for him, today was literally a two-steps forward day. (More like Neil Armstrong on the moon steps again. BIG!)

And, since social services never got back to anyone, it looks like he gets to stay over the weekend. Which just happens to mean that rehab across the street gets three more days to declare someone healthy enough to go home, so John can replace him. I'm not sad over that.

John knows this is my day of rest. I told him I watched him work harder than I'll work all day. lol

And, I also got to see something I've been wondering for a while now. It took me a week before I knew if he'd survive this. As much pain as he's been in since he woke up, I didn't know if he wanted to survive it. He asked about what happened at the beginning. (He doesn't remember being told he had to go on the vent. He doesn't even remember how he got to the hospital.) So, I had to fill in some of the blanks, and the big blanks I knew he couldn't remember. Then he burst out crying.

Had to ask, "Good cry?" He nodded.

Then he said, "I'm so happy I'm alive!"

I told him I was wondering when he'd hit that point, and he laughed. He wasn't planning on hitting it. More bypassing it. (We both hate crying. lol)

happyface · Jan 30, 2016

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Until now, every time they put John in a chair, it was to help him cough up stuff in his lungs. Today, it was to relearn sitting, which develops his core muscles so he can walk again. (You have to understand that, or the next sentence sounds as if I'm repeating.)

John sat today -- without leaning back and without bracing himself with the arms -- for TWO HOURS! That's huge! They've fitted him for a wheelchair, but all this time I've been wondering how he doesn't slide out of it, if they put him in it. They aren't going to put him in it. He is going to get in it himself. Big stuff! And, his hip pain didn't get bad until the last half hour, but he was willing to keep sitting through it. (The hip pain is going away.)

And, I was there for his physical therapy, so saw him sit on his own for the first time. And I saw him "stand." Now I know what "stand" means. He got his butt off the bed, but not to the point of standing up. Twice though.

The last time I was around for PT, two strong guys pulled him into a sit position and held him like that. He couldn't raise his head. This time to petite women (and "petite," but I saw muscles on them I didn't know women even have lol) helped him, but there hands moved away because he was doing it himself. And, even though they had to keep reminding him to raise his head higher, even when it wasn't up, he was holding it up on his own strength. Afterward, he said his hamstrings burned. Fortunately, he used to be a bodybuilder, so he thinks that's a good thing.

One of the women was surprised he's not eating yet. She said anyone who hasn't eaten this long without complaining really has to be a very good-natured guy. He made a joke, but he really is that kind. Here I am trying my best to get him something to drink, (eating is out until the trach is gone, but he's on the last test -- albeit it's a six-day test -- to see if they can get rid of it, so he can eat), and know what he wants just as much? A shower. He's wanted a shower for three weeks. His new idea of luxury.

So, for him, today was literally a two-steps forward day. (More like Neil Armstrong on the moon steps again. BIG!)

And, since social services never got back to anyone, it looks like he gets to stay over the weekend. Which just happens to mean that rehab across the street gets three more days to declare someone healthy enough to go home, so John can replace him. I'm not sad over that.

John knows this is my day of rest. I told him I watched him work harder than I'll work all day. lol

And, I also got to see something I've been wondering for a while now. It took me a week before I knew if he'd survive this. As much pain as he's been in since he woke up, I didn't know if he wanted to survive it. He asked about what happened at the beginning. (He doesn't remember being told he had to go on the vent. He doesn't even remember how he got to the hospital.) So, I had to fill in some of the blanks, and the big blanks I knew he couldn't remember. Then he burst out crying.

Had to ask, "Good cry?" He nodded.

Then he said, "I'm so happy I'm alive!"

I told him I was wondering when he'd hit that point, and he laughed. He wasn't planning on hitting it. More bypassing it. (We both hate crying. lol)

Hi Lynn, I'm pleased John cried, because Rod has also. Its the realization that they could of died. I pray that John makes a good recovery slow but sure, and that us women both start to beleive anything is possible with God, which I think we do and have really had to have the faith. We are on a journey and the time will tell. If anything It's brought me to realize that people do get sick unfortunately, and asking god to help the sick people is a real test of faith and hope.

Everyday is a tester, but Lynn, I'm so happy to write to you, it sort of helps me knowing that Even the most serious of health issues can be made comfortable. I always wish you well, and like hearing your everyday goings on. I hope you are resting to, xxx from Mandy

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Got word today. John's going to THE rehab that doesn't cost us on Monday.

John also told me the night he was first transferred back to the VA hospital, he told a nurse that we simply couldn't afford this.

She said, "Well, that simply won't do." A little while later, she came back and said it won't cost us anything.

The last time we were teetering on losing everything because of finances, God waited until 11:59:59 before giving a way to survive a little longer. Now he seems to be doing it five minutes after I worry.

Jonah decided to buck what God told him to do, but God set it up to deliver him right where he wanted him to be by three days in a fish's stomach instead of the ship Jonah could have taken. I was like Jonah, until I got tired of the tight cramped living in a fish's gut. I asked God to help me travel where he wants me to go by ship after that. This ship living? Sure beats fish's gut!

God takes me places I don't want to go. Up to my attitude how I get there. (Do not confuse that with I won't panic again. I will. The panic goes by faster. That's all.)

happyface · Jan 31, 2016

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Got word today. John's going to THE rehab that doesn't cost us on Monday.

John also told me the night he was first transferred back to the VA hospital, he told a nurse that we simply couldn't afford this.

She said, "Well, that simply won't do." A little while later, she came back and said it won't cost us anything.

The last time we were teetering on losing everything because of finances, God waited until 11:59:59 before giving a way to survive a little longer. Now he seems to be doing it five minutes after I worry.

Jonah decided to buck what God told him to do, but God set it up to deliver him right where he wanted him to be by three days in a fish's stomach instead of the ship Jonah could have taken. I was like Jonah, until I got tired of the tight cramped living in a fish's gut. I asked God to help me travel where he wants me to go by ship after that. This ship living? Sure beats fish's gut!

God takes me places I don't want to go. Up to my attitude how I get there. (Do not confuse that with I won't panic again. I will. The panic goes by faster. That's all.)

I read your posts day by day and something good happens each day. Its great. love mandy xx praise god

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Correction. John isn't going to rehab tomorrow, but for a logical reason. (So logical, I've been wondering how nuts rehab was to take him so quickly. lol)

It IS rehab -- not hospital. So, they don't want patients directly out of ICU. They fear they'll need to much medical help, if they do come from there.

Now, that might sound like a bummer, but it's not.

My husband WAS (past tense, just in case you're not catching that) in ICU for 11 weeks and 17 hours. He IS a normal patient now in a normal room. I forgot most hospital rooms aren't fitted with one glass wall. They have four normal walls. Wow. And, I think I sounded like I was living in the 1920's, when I asked for the number to call the nurse's station. They gave me those numbers, but then asked if I wanted his phone number for his room.

I answered, "He gets a phone? Really? A phone? His own phone? Wow!" (I probably could have added a "golly, gee whiz" in there for the full effect, but I didn't realize I was getting close to shouting, I was so excited.)

The last time he was in a hospital for longer than overnight was 1982, so I completely forgot normal patients get their own phones. This is huge! I no longer need to ask folks on here what to do if something goes flooey at home. (Humidifier breaks, can't put the stove top down, how long does shrimp take to saute? How do I know if the vent to the dryer is out of the snow, if I can't get through the snow to look?) I can call and ask him! Golly! Gee whiz! I'm back to not-alone-thumping-around-the-house. He's reachable. I might even call him before Jeopardy tomorrow night, so we can watch and answer together.

21st century here we come. lol

Oh, oh, oh! And, if that's not enough excitement to cause a nosebleed, I can see all ten fingers at once again. No oxygenation monitor taped to a finger. That monitor you see in the background on TV when someone's in Intensive Care? He no longer has it and just in time too I was beginning to obsess with his heartbeats and oxygen levels. (Dumb, since both have been great for a few weeks now.)

AND, because the stuff they feed him raises his blood sugar levels and he's a diabetic, they've been pricking his fingers four times a day. He does that at home once a day, but whatever they use there bruises his fingers. His nurse told him earlier today that he can simply refuse to have it done. Once a day ought to be enough. Big smile on his face. The bruising should go away soon. lol

Three days with a plug in his trach. If he makes it three more days, (which is a piece of cake), the tube comes out and he eats. He might eat before that.

Only thing that disturbed me today, was the amount of nurses shocked that he survived all he did. It sounds like his file gives the novel War and Peace a run for its money -- volume wise. He shouldn't have lived. It was so unlikely that he would live, he remembers being semi-conscious on the way to the operating room and hearing a doctor say, "This patient won't live."

He shouldn't have lived, except for one thing. The Creator of the Universe decreed he would. And now he stands. (Full stand, not merely butt-off-bed stand.) Two therapists help, but he stood -- twice! Yesterday and today.

Heeeee's back! And he'll be back home soon too.

Oh, funny complaint. The TV in the new room doesn't work well. Missing many stations. He was worried because the Super Bowl is coming up. I reminded him of my game plan -- he'll be in rehab for the Super Bowl. I didn't get to celebrate his birthday on his birthday, but I think he does get the Super Bowl in rehab.

Seriously! My stomach is flipping I'm so happy!!! Up there with the our wedding day happy. My jaw is beginning to hurt from smiling again, and there is no one here seeing me smile this much. lol

blue_ladybug · Jan 31, 2016

Yay, Lynn..

Thank you Lord..

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And his infection is back. It's called C-diff, and it's caused by clearing out bad germs, viruses, and bacteria with antibiotics, which also clears out good germs and microorganisms in the intestines. He was apt to get that before he went into the hospital. (He's had it twice. Once almost killed him. The second time earned him a trip to the ER.) Now that he had to be on antibiotics several times, it killed the microorganisms off that attack that one, so it spreads faster. Once you get it once in the hospital, you'll 65% certain to get it again... and again and again. He's severely weakened by this one, so can't do physical therapy. And the cure is antibiotics. It also probably killed off his chance to go to rehab this week, which means they give that bed to someone else.

This was the one-step-back day. I suspected he was due one, but this is the first one he remembers, so it's really bothering him. I let him know, in comparison to what he's gone through this is minor, but diarrheas is never minor when you have it.

He told me that God is reminding him it's still all in God's strength, not his, and we prayed. (He prayed. I agreed.) But he still cried.

There goes watching the Super Bowl with other vets. Should I just give up on scheduling what I want? I just wanted three things:
1. Celebrate his birthday on his birthday. (Still haven't been able to give him his presents, although he keeps needing them, so I give them as needed -- lotion and now a brush.)
2. Super Bowl Sunday with other vets at the VA rehab center.
3. He sits out back in our garden at planting time and tells me what goes where this year.

I don't think I can take it if he's not home by May 1st!

pickles · Feb 2, 2016

Huge hugs, setting your husband and you before God for all healing and success soon in Jesus's name.

God bless
pickles

wwjd_kilden · Feb 2, 2016

*hugs*

*sends cyber hugs and chocolate *

happyface · Feb 2, 2016

I pray God heals John, I pray we continue to praise God, for the life of john. I pray You keep strong, we are all praying for you Lynn. Its heart breaking but I know we are stronger, everyday is a worry, but it's all in God's Hands. We are praying together and many are praying on here for you. Hugs Mandy xx

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Not the infection. His stomach has been bleeding and it violently doesn't like blood in it, thus causing the runs. They're going in with and endoscopy tomorrow. The doctor says they'll clip the bleeder, and if that's not it, whatever it is, they'll fix it.

This has caused him to be very weak, so whatever progress he made with sitting and standing is lost now. And, he can't eat until he can sit by himself. He did get a half a teaspoon of applesauce today. It taught the speech therapist he can't swallow well enough to eat, but it's the first food he's had in 80 days.

happyface · Feb 3, 2016

I continue to pray for John, Lord lift john up and heal him. Amen

pwrnJC · Feb 3, 2016

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I see that you are a senior member.....with years of CHRISTIAN experiences that can and should be able to uplift and win others to JESUS CHRIST. However, if one scrolls down this forum and reads all of your posts......a different picture is shown. Apparently you have a whole lot of time on your hands in order to produce your narratives here. If only that time could be used to help others and take the focus off of your own personal issues and situations. What we read here is the makings of a TV reality adventure! lol

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pwrnJC said:

LOL Compared to you, who spends all your time scolding Christians? Also a good reality show, albeit more like Jerry Springer.

I'm sorry I don't measure up to your yardstick. (That's a lie. I'm not sorry.) I simply don't think our only goal is to win people. For that matter, the win already happened, and not by us, so it's a oxymoron.

Right now, I'm on CC to divert my mind from physical pain and to rest from a very long stressful day yesterday. (I don't usually get into what else is happening in my life, as much as you think I do.)

So, is this winning people to Christ for you? Hi gander, meet goose!

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