The day before I had to go back to school, Michelle and I and our mother went on our last field trip. We have been field tripping each week somewhere. Not necessarily fancy but somewhere. I decided we needed to go to Provo Falls. So we took Marlena's new car and headed up to the Uintahs. It took about 70 minutes to get there and they were beautiful. Michelle and I walked down and got our feet wet. Marlena decided to stay up on the top.
Friday, August 28, 2020
Last Days of Summer
Andrew is 22
Andrew came to visit us a week before his birthday. He was celebrating some event ...oh a year with his girlfriend...so, we decided to celebrate his birthday early. He gets the short end of the Birthday since his Birthday is always the day I go back to school or close. So, Jim got the crumble cookies and we had root beer floats.
Andrew is such a great man. I remember one day turning around and wondering where this man in my house came from. He is a Senior in College majoring in Computer Science. He is super kind, and funny and willing to help. He goes to the gym every day and works hard at Maverick and is a tutor for the University. Here's to a great year Andrew!
Recovery
Nick has been slowly recovering from his Traumatic Brain Injury. He still likes to go to Football and hang out on the sidelines with the other players. He is 74. I think he is missing it because he was thinking he would be a starter this year for the JV. Now he can be the Turn on the mics for the coaches.
Starting year 28...
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
Nick Recovery
Nick came home from the hospital after 4 days. He has been in so much pain. His head hurts.
I get home from the hospital and here is what I found. Ty brought this over. He is so nice to bring treats. Love him.
Saturday, August 15, 2020
A Refinished Deck
Abi decided it was time to stain it.
Friday, August 7, 2020
A big Trauma
Nick has been playing football. I got call on Thursday July 30 that he was light headed after taking a big hit at practice. I went and picked him up and talked to the trainer. The trainer looked like he was 12...anyway he said Nick had a concussion. So, took him home to watch.
He was in excruciating pain. He complained of head hurting and light and noise bothering him. He covered his head up with a black sweatshirt to keep out the light even after I hung up dark sheets over the windows. He looked miserable.
Well, then he tells me his left arm is numb. We decide to go to Insta Care. Well, driving to Instacare I change my mind and decide to go to Primary. Instacare will probably just send us there because it was a head trauma. So, to Primary we go.
He was transferred to the Neurotrauma Unit. That sounds so serious. Neurotrauma. He threw up and just had a headache most of the time. His pain he said was about a 7 or 8 out of 10. Poor kid. He didn't eat or drink much.
I asked about the CT scan getting better and they said it won't get better for quite some time. Like 6 weeks or so. But they ruled out surgery to remove part of his skull because there was no change and they thought the bleeding had stopped. We had Rehab, Physical Therapy, Occupational Therapy, Speech Therapy, Social Work and Education people all visit and assess him.
Finally Wednesday they said we could go home. So around 5 or 6 we were discharged.
He decided to walk to the car. He stopped at the bench outside the hospital to wait for me to get the car. He hasn't been up much in 6 days.
Michelle came to the hospital and I met her outside. There are no visitors due to covid. She had made this poster for Nick. Names were written on the rice krispie treats of people who love him and want him better. It was fun to talk to her for a minute in the front of the hospital. On a side note, her car wouldn't start so security gave her a jump.
He came home and went straight to bed. He slept the rest of the day. He needs to follow up with a Rehab doctor specializing in concussions. And have a repeat CT scan to check again.
He did go to football practice Thursday even. He just stood there and watched. I think he couldn't stand missing it anymore and being with his friends. I hung out and watched him to make sure he was ok and if he needed to go home. He didn't know or he would have been so mad. I do know he is starting to feel better because he is a bit snippy with me. However, he comes home and sleeps and puts ice and a sweatshirt on his head.
Glad I finally took him to the hospital and he is going to survive although there is no idea what the lasting effects will be.