September 1,2015

The inspection.

After 24 days i went home today ... though only briefly so two of my therapist from the rehab could inspect the ease and safety of going home.

It became clear that, alone, i could not go up the 4 steps to the front door.  Leaving me in a wheelchair in the front of the house, the therapist (Nick and Connie) and Devon walked around the house and decided it would be easier for me to go through the uneven backyard to the back door.  i said nothing, knowing that would be very unsafe for me.  When i go home, i'll sit on my butt and go up the front steps and lift myself onto the porch railing.

But to get into the house today, i put my arm around Nick and hopped up each step.  i didn't feel safe.  Once inside the house, i used the walker , with ease, to get to the sofa.  Like the last time i was home, we placed all the cushions from one side of the sectional to rise up the side i will sit on.

i showed them i could sit and get up and then made it to the bathroom.  Dressed, i sat on the toilet and we talked about some of the concerns.  It was odd for me to sit on the toilet and have 3 people talking to me.

They made a few suggestions about moving some furniture and then i put my arm around Nick again and we made our way down the steps.  It was much easier and i felt more confident.  But there is no way Devon and i will be able to do this.

My ride back to the home arrived, i gave Devon a long hug and returned to the rehab.

i was feeling a little shaky, so i had my blood sugar checked ... 101.  Normal numbers are 80 to 140, but i start to feel weird around 130.

When i first arrived at the rehab, my numbers were high due to the stress of being in the rehab.  But now i am better than normal.

Back to doing my exercises.