Yes they do suspect a fib. Thanks so much, I am reading between the lines from you and some other experienced FReepers, and I get it. Our family just wants her to spend her last time down here in comfort and peace.
I heard my sibling told her last night “dad has other plans tonight so you can’t leave us tonight.” (Dads been gone for a year)
It sounds like you understand. Thanks for the reply.
I had a stroke in 2013. Got TPA within 3 hours, but had paralysis on the right side. Was in ICU for 3 days and rehab hospital for 19 days. Had different kinds of therapy 6 times a day, 6 days a week.
By the time I got out of the hospital, I was no longer a smoker, and was in a wheelchair. I could walk short distances with a walker that had a support for my arm because I could only lift my right hand about 3-4 inches.
Over the next 3 months, I had professional therapy twice a week and forced myself to do “theraputic” things at home. I did jig-saw puzzles for hours, forcing use of my right hand. I had to assist it with my left at first. I emptied the dishwasher. Started with only the top shelf, could stand in one spot that way. Again, forced myself to use my right hand. It could take me up to half a day to empty that sucker, but I got it done.
I played those stupid hidden object games on the computer. At first, could only do one board at a time. I would take a half hour to do that board and I’d be sweating like a beast when finished, but would get it done. The stroke was in my fine motor cortex, so this was much harder than it sounds!
I could operate a fork with my right hand by about July, then by August or September (stroke was in Feb), I tried sewing. I dropped about 90 percent of everything I picked up at first, but got better with time.
Today, if I get tired, I start dropping stuff and my right foot will drag. If I can’t see, I have no balance, so keep a flashlight always handy at night and brace myself in the shower when closing my eyes to rinse my face and hair. I still have the occasional issue swallowing and will choke. My typing isn’t up to my old standards, but it’s still getting better, too. The most lasting affect is the weight I gained (over 50 lbs). I’m fat. That’s what I’m working on now. I ride a stationary bike and walk on a treadmill to keep moving. My goal for this month is to walk and/or ride a total of 150 miles.
It completely changed our lives, I had a fairly high-paying job, which I still can’t do.
The thing that helped most was that I had excellent support. Hubby was absolutely faithful to “in sickness and in health”, he has been a rock.
What else can I share? You have my utmost sympathy! Tell your loved one to never give up.