Today is the 2nd anniversary of my first stroke
Although I have made some progress, I still have a long way to go and the Doctors aren't very optimistic I'll walk again but I'll show them. Besides Ken said he would get me a Yorkie when I start walking again. I want my Yorkie! :)
In my last post I related my first few weeks, well today I will Tell you about my Stay at DeBary Manor Nursing home/rehab.
I knew it was not going to be fun when the transport driver and vehicle stunk of cigarettes. I learned the smell from the nurses that would come back for their breaks reeking of that disgusting odor.
I HATE THE SMELL.
Upon my arrival I was put into a bed by being lifted up on a hoist then it dawned on them that I needed a bed with automatic controls so up I go agin and hang there until they switch beds.
Oh yes this was going to be a fun stay for me.
I tried not to cause trouble but I was not the most agreeable patient. I did cause a lot of trouble there, but being told I was violating my roommates civil rights by asking that her bedside light be put on so the overhead could be turned off made me mad I guess civil rights are apply to some people. By the way she was in such bad shape she didn't even know there was a light on.
Then I was constantly given food I could not eat because of my digestive and allergy issues, so I had have another meal made for me, which did not make the kitchen happy. But hey learn to read English and there would have been no problem. Am I right?
Now comes the housekeeping, if you can call it that more like push the mop into the room then right out.
There was so much dirt and dust everywhere it was unbelievable. When the head of housekeeping came to see what I was talking about he was livid when he ran his finger along the window and door sills and there was about an inch of dust on each and that's not even mentioning what was behind the doors and under the beds and dressers.
Next was one of the Physical therapist who decided she liked placing my left foot in her crotch area with only her jeans as a barrier, while she was exercising my leg. Her boss was more angry with me for complaining then with her worker that she threw me out of the "gym" because I wouldn't let her work with me again.
But dear readers the icing on this lovely cake was when the meds. nurse gave me the wrong meds even though I said they were wrong and it turns out I was allergic to one of them. To this day the home and my former Doctor will not tell me what I was allergic to.
So I called the Patients right council and filed a complaint.
And then a miracle happened I was told I could go home because I was able to walk. Never mind the only way I was walking was by someone pushing my left leg to make it move, but hey I was cured!
I just find it odd two days after filing my complaint this happened, but then again I'm no Doctor or Physical Therapist.
Needless to say Ken and Kevin were just a "TAD" p-o'ed. since I was never taught how to get in and out of a car nor was my house wheelchair accessible.
Yes even though I was deemed able to walk I was still in a wheelchair, hum.
My stay wasn't all bad I did learn some "new" things and most of the nurses and aides were great.
I did learn I HATE Yams, can't even get them past my lips.
Sorry if this is a little long, but hey it was a long month for me. :)
Until next time dear reads please try and be safe and happy.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Why I Have Two Birthdays
Chapter 1:
I was actually born on May,21,1963, but On October 14,2007 that all changed.
I suffered my first stroke and lost the first 44 years of my life.
It is very scary not knowing who you are or anyone or thing in your life.
The first thing I remember right after the stroke I was in the E.R. and my nurse asking if I knew who I was and I didn't know. I then heard her telling another nurse that I was at Bob Evans when I had it. I asked the nurse who Bob Evans was it's not a who but a restaurant.
Then the next thing I knew I was in my hospital room and a nurse came in and said Mrs. Horan your husband called and said he'll be here in a little while.
I was like o.k. so I'm married, I wonder what he's like.
Well when he walked in my room I didn't even know him.
I also learned that I was a mother of a 21 year old son Kevin and step-mom to Raymond.
A few hours later he walked in and I didn't even now my own child.
I found out several months later from his best friend how devastated he was by my stroke.
I also remember how dumb the nurse that did my in take was. I had no memory of anything and she was reading my medical history to and asked me if it was all correct, DUH. I have no memory how can I know if it was right. Some people amaze me.
I was in and out of consciousness for two days before I was even told what day it was, because no one would tell me, hoping I would remember.
I was paralyzed on the left side with no memory and blurry vision in my left eye.
Then I had to deal with learning everything all over again which wasn't fun and at times still isn't.
The "fun" part was trying foods, since I didn't know what I liked and what I didn't, because the only thing I was told was that I was allergic to coffee and that eggs and spaghetti sauce made me sick to my stomach.
after nearly two weeks in the hospital I was transferred to a nursing home/rehab center, but that dear readers is another story and it really is another story.
Well that is about it for now and I hope you will enjoy reading my future ramblings.
:)
I was actually born on May,21,1963, but On October 14,2007 that all changed.
I suffered my first stroke and lost the first 44 years of my life.
It is very scary not knowing who you are or anyone or thing in your life.
The first thing I remember right after the stroke I was in the E.R. and my nurse asking if I knew who I was and I didn't know. I then heard her telling another nurse that I was at Bob Evans when I had it. I asked the nurse who Bob Evans was it's not a who but a restaurant.
Then the next thing I knew I was in my hospital room and a nurse came in and said Mrs. Horan your husband called and said he'll be here in a little while.
I was like o.k. so I'm married, I wonder what he's like.
Well when he walked in my room I didn't even know him.
I also learned that I was a mother of a 21 year old son Kevin and step-mom to Raymond.
A few hours later he walked in and I didn't even now my own child.
I found out several months later from his best friend how devastated he was by my stroke.
I also remember how dumb the nurse that did my in take was. I had no memory of anything and she was reading my medical history to and asked me if it was all correct, DUH. I have no memory how can I know if it was right. Some people amaze me.
I was in and out of consciousness for two days before I was even told what day it was, because no one would tell me, hoping I would remember.
I was paralyzed on the left side with no memory and blurry vision in my left eye.
Then I had to deal with learning everything all over again which wasn't fun and at times still isn't.
The "fun" part was trying foods, since I didn't know what I liked and what I didn't, because the only thing I was told was that I was allergic to coffee and that eggs and spaghetti sauce made me sick to my stomach.
after nearly two weeks in the hospital I was transferred to a nursing home/rehab center, but that dear readers is another story and it really is another story.
Well that is about it for now and I hope you will enjoy reading my future ramblings.
:)
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Sleep is for Wimps
Well the last two nights I have wimmped out. The chronic insomniac went to bed before midnight and slept until 7am.
That for me is extremely unusual if I go to bed before 3am and sleep to 7:30am I'm lucky. So this has been quite a shock to my body, it doesn't know what to do with all that sleep at one time. That's the amount of sleep I get in a 24 hour period.
Now my body is screaming go back to bed you have shopping and a baby shower to go to tonight and you'll need to be rested.
I am not really looking forward to either of these things because just getting into the car takes so much out of me.
And I know I'll be so tired that I won't be able to sleep.
It's odd that The more activity I do the more exhausted I get yet I sleep less. Yes I will lay down and try to rest but my mind has other ideas, it will not shut down. I would hate to be the person whoever would want to try and hypnotize me. I think they my re-evaulate their vocation.
I can not focus and relax long for my mind to catch up. I can't even carry on a conversation long enough to know what all was said because we maybe talking about cats and my mind is thinking, "gee I wonder why men think all women want roses. I don't want roses I want Irises or Daisies"
Ergo the lack of sleep.
Even as I wright this my mind is going six different direction(two for each personality).
God has blessed me with the birthday of May 21st which is on the Cusp making me a Gemini/Taurus.
Twins and a bull what a combonation, and it really fits me.
Well dear readers I must stop for now and get back to my other computer life playing Mafia Wars and farmville on facebook.
In the immortal words of Tigger TTFN(ta ta for now).
That for me is extremely unusual if I go to bed before 3am and sleep to 7:30am I'm lucky. So this has been quite a shock to my body, it doesn't know what to do with all that sleep at one time. That's the amount of sleep I get in a 24 hour period.
Now my body is screaming go back to bed you have shopping and a baby shower to go to tonight and you'll need to be rested.
I am not really looking forward to either of these things because just getting into the car takes so much out of me.
And I know I'll be so tired that I won't be able to sleep.
It's odd that The more activity I do the more exhausted I get yet I sleep less. Yes I will lay down and try to rest but my mind has other ideas, it will not shut down. I would hate to be the person whoever would want to try and hypnotize me. I think they my re-evaulate their vocation.
I can not focus and relax long for my mind to catch up. I can't even carry on a conversation long enough to know what all was said because we maybe talking about cats and my mind is thinking, "gee I wonder why men think all women want roses. I don't want roses I want Irises or Daisies"
Ergo the lack of sleep.
Even as I wright this my mind is going six different direction(two for each personality).
God has blessed me with the birthday of May 21st which is on the Cusp making me a Gemini/Taurus.
Twins and a bull what a combonation, and it really fits me.
Well dear readers I must stop for now and get back to my other computer life playing Mafia Wars and farmville on facebook.
In the immortal words of Tigger TTFN(ta ta for now).
Friday, September 18, 2009
In My Opion
President Obama is not doing a very good job and I'm glad I didn't vote for him,
But he is our President and I will support him.Political correctness is in violation of my Civil Rights.
Women who are plus size should NOT wear shorts above the knees you look like your wearing a thong otherwise.
Make-up should been taken away from women over 65 and given back to the clowns they stole it from.
If more than 4 strangers witness a cold blooded murder and identify them same suspect that person should be put to death WITHIN 1 month of conviction.
Male Child Molesters have no rights and should have their Penises cut off with a dirty butter knife. I'm still thinking on what should happen to the women.
People should try and help at least one random person a day whether it be holding a door or giving encouragement.
You should never assume that the person parking in the handi-cap spot is not disabled, unless they get out and run into where ever they are going.
We should support our troops whether we believe in the War or not.
People who think America is worse than the Country they came from are always free to leave, unless you are in prison, then we should just deport your sorry butt.
Marriage is more than a piece of paper it's also Social Security benefits and pensions, if you ain't married you ain't gettin' them.
Bald men can be very sexy.
The anniversary dates of 9/11, and Pearl Harbor should be National Holidays.
Elvis is and always will be the King.
Men should not wear A-line tees if they need to be wearing a bra.
No man should ever wear a speedo especially if they have nothing to put in it.
Children should teach their Parents manners, they seem born with them and only a few retain them as they get older.
Adults who drive should be required to be able to see over the steering wheel.
If you drive with your blinker on for more than a mile I should be able run you off the, since you are oblivious to what's going on around you or just don't care.
Professional Body builders look like their heads have shrunk while their muscles got bigger. and the women look freakish.
If you don't want to learn English you don't really need to live here and therefore you don't deserve any Government benefits.
My first attempt
This is the first attempt of blogging thanks to my future daughter-in-law Brooke.
I have so little to say and so much time to say it. Wait stop reverse that. Yes I like the original Willy Wonka.
As I sit here contemplating what to wright I've come to the conclusion that no matter what I wright and everyone who knows knows this is true. I have a Strange sense of humor and can be rather witty at times.
I have found out that this helps me deal with the pain I endure every second of my life, whether is physical or my husband(like you Ken I mean Love).
Life has given me many lemons and I hate Lemonade. If only it would give me a nice box of Red Rose teabags life would be so much more tolerable. I am a true Tea Totaler. I don't need to drink alcohol to act crazy, It comes naturally for me. :)
These last two years have been interesting. It will be two years since my first stroke, and the loss of of 44 years of my life.
I must say it is fun and scary relearning about my life and how to do things.
I am married(24 years) to a man who gets "upset" very easily and no one knows not even him why I married him, although we are very in-sync with each other, I don't think I would even consider marring him today.
Don't get me wrong he has been helpful lately and I know it is hard on him having to take care of me and also having to help my 91 year old Gramp and his beast of a dog(which is another story).
I have two sons Raymond who is studying to be a Paramedic at this time and Kevin who is waiting tables while he practices to be a Pro-Bowler which he is very good at.
I come from a large family yet in 2 years have only talked to 3 of my 19 living Aunts and Uncles. I have dis-owned my 2 living brothers because they are parasites. Actually that's insulting the parasites.
Well I guess this is about it for my first time blogging. I know it's a little like rambling but if you know me this is normal. :)
I hope you will enjoy my future postings.
Lisa
I have so little to say and so much time to say it. Wait stop reverse that. Yes I like the original Willy Wonka.
As I sit here contemplating what to wright I've come to the conclusion that no matter what I wright and everyone who knows knows this is true. I have a Strange sense of humor and can be rather witty at times.
I have found out that this helps me deal with the pain I endure every second of my life, whether is physical or my husband(like you Ken I mean Love).
Life has given me many lemons and I hate Lemonade. If only it would give me a nice box of Red Rose teabags life would be so much more tolerable. I am a true Tea Totaler. I don't need to drink alcohol to act crazy, It comes naturally for me. :)
These last two years have been interesting. It will be two years since my first stroke, and the loss of of 44 years of my life.
I must say it is fun and scary relearning about my life and how to do things.
I am married(24 years) to a man who gets "upset" very easily and no one knows not even him why I married him, although we are very in-sync with each other, I don't think I would even consider marring him today.
Don't get me wrong he has been helpful lately and I know it is hard on him having to take care of me and also having to help my 91 year old Gramp and his beast of a dog(which is another story).
I have two sons Raymond who is studying to be a Paramedic at this time and Kevin who is waiting tables while he practices to be a Pro-Bowler which he is very good at.
I come from a large family yet in 2 years have only talked to 3 of my 19 living Aunts and Uncles. I have dis-owned my 2 living brothers because they are parasites. Actually that's insulting the parasites.
Well I guess this is about it for my first time blogging. I know it's a little like rambling but if you know me this is normal. :)
I hope you will enjoy my future postings.
Lisa
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