Rehab: Day 1

Since yesterday was really just admit and get settled, today is what really counts as Bobbi's first day of rehab.

Eben and I swapped with my mom in the morning so I could be there for the OT evaluation. Bobbi and Eben spent a few minutes catching up before the therapists arrived to bring us back to the therapy area.

The session was as much working as it was evaluating. As the student went through a list of questions with me about our goals for Bobbi over the course of the stay, the therapist herself had Bobbi working - sitting up with her knees tolerating as much bending as she can, and playing Go-Fish while making her reach all over with her right (non-dominant) hand both for fine motor and core/balance practice.

I had to laugh as, while we were discussing her current bathroom situation at home, I thought the quickest way to show them what we have and will have (if Matt ever gets more than 20 minutes a week to work on it!) was to just bring up the appropriate post on the blog!

That hour long session was followed immediately by 30 minutes of physical therapy. Standing was the big agenda for the day. Two minutes was the therapist's goal, but Bobbi pushed through to five.

 Eben managed to keep himself occupied.

Then we were back to our room, with a quick detour through the regular clinic area to say hi to Daddy and Mira while they were waiting for her Quick-Care clinic appointment that we set this morning. This one did NOT end up in a hospital admittance, though Matt as a matter of course keeps a bag packed with the things she needs for a hospital stay and brings it along any time we're getting her checked out at the Quick-Care clinic because more often than not it results in a stay. But not today. She's still quite agitated, but neither we nor the doctors could see an obvious cause for the disautonomic storm, so have her back home for observation. There may not be a reason. Her lungs sound good, and there's no obvious signs of a UTI, so we're just going to keep an eye on her, knowing that a trip back to Gillette is easy enough if we need to do it.

The two families in the rehab unit that we met at lunch today are from Wisconsin (one state away) and New York (a little farther than one state!) It's just another reminder of how grateful we are to be this close to a really great medical facility. It's still a little odd when you can't walk down any hallway without not only recognizing staff, but having them recognize us, too!!

Eben, Mira, and I came home after lunch, and Matt stayed for her afternoon therapies, with him and my mom swapping after supper. She will stay the night again. We're grateful for that because Mira, although home, is not very comfortable tonight.