Aug 3-10

Day 171 - 178
I'm not happy about the blog in that I posted a few days ago, something happened and it was gone. I had started one posting, left it, then came back to it. It does save, but didn't save the second part of the post, so I just deleted the first part and sniffed in disgust! Anyway, that is the reason it has been so long since I last posted, I lost the one in between! Now, I don't remember what I had said in the last post, so I hope I don't forget anything. I show my age once in a while!
Mom and Dad left to take an Alaskan Cruise last weekend, and should be coming home tomorrow or the next day. I don't know how they are doing, although they had talked to Wendy on Thursday night. We'll hear about it when they get home.
Glenn spent the weekend at home last week and is home again today. It sure beats driving to the city, but I have a lot more work to care for him. He rests better though, so I'm thinking that will help with the whole outlook of things. The doctor is talking about discharging him in the next week or so, so needless to say I sort of panicked. I need a fair bit of stuff to be lined up before that can happen, so I had a good talk with the social worker, who got the picture, and commented that the logistics of Glenn at home must be worked out better than what we have right now. She was getting a bit of a run around because we are rural, and don't have easy access to help. More as this develops.
Glenn had a disappointment with his swallow assessment, and has to stay on tube feeding for a while. He couldn't clear a lump of pudding, so they had to suction it out, which wasn't pleasant at all. The therapist says these kind of strokes will show a marked improvement suddenly, as though a switch is thrown, so we will wait and see how that turns out too. His speech is getting clearer all the time, and that works together with swallowing, so hopefully it won't be much longer.
I had to travel to Earl Grey to help move Uncle Bob's stuff out of the house he had been staying in there. She is moving to Regina in August, so I thought I had better help out that way as soon as I could. It spit rain on me going and coming back, and I hadn't taken along a tarp. We wrapped a chest of drawers with an old blanket, so it was OK. Uncle Bob is sliding down hill, so we hope that if he has a bit more company, he will start to participate in some of the activities and regain some interest in life. The last time I visited him he didn't know me. I teased him a bit about needing bigger pants, and told him he should start walking a bit more. Then he started to smile, so perhaps he thought of who I was. He doesn't speak very much, so it's hard to know exactly what he does know.
I also started looking at vehicles, and really liked a red Highlander at Toyota, but the boys are giving me the gears about how useless SUV's are and how much gas they use etc. etc. so I'm feeling a bit let down by the thought of another mini van. I will do a bit more research into the Highlander, and look at some more mini vans, before I make any decisions. I have to do some measuring and other stuff, and we don't have the power chair yet, so there is really no rush, but I don't want to make a bad choice either. What fun!
'Til next time,
Louise