Today's report so far:
Rehabilitation is very different. The emphasis is on having a good night's sleep in preparation for a hard day's work.
Everything was quiet until 8am. Bic was asleep and the ward was quiet. Then began a precession of people into the room. Lt. B. Camp was amongst them. "Straighten those legs girl!" "Why haven't you eaten - how can you eat meat if you don't eat your pudding?" "We're going to make your life in here miserable" "Get out of bed and do 20 press-ups"
The neuro surgeon also stopped in. He commented on the last CT scan done during the week. He was pleased that there was no swelling of the ventricles and said that the abscess measured about 3.5 cm, unchanged from the previous CT scan.
At 8.30 sharp, Bic had her first project - sit up in bed and color a picture. At 9.00, PT came in and put her through her paces. She had to get herself out of bed (with some help) and walk over to David to give him a hug and a kiss. This was at the request of Bic because he had missed out on this during the week. After getting back into bed, she was asked to get back out and stand using a walker whilst the bedding was changed. As soon as all that was over, OT made their visit. This was a bit more relaxed, squashing clay and doing some stretching and movement exercises in bed.
As fast as the day started, it suddenly quietened down and there stream of people into the room stopped. Bic had a headache after all this activity and just wanted to rest (better still, sleep).
The poor tired little baby fell asleep about 10.30am and is still asleep now at 11.50am - Well she could also be pretending to sleep to avoid having to eat her yogurt