Just being there will help your dad. He'll be cranky and depressed off and on, but helping him focus not on the Rehab for "Rehab Sake", but getting him to understand that Rehab is his ticket back home where he needs to be to feel better while it gives him support and comfort. Then, while at home, getting dad to do his Rehab when the visiting Physical Therapist is another hurtle. You got to get him to realize that doing the Home Rehab at home is "the way" not to go back to the hospital or the full time Rehab Center... As his strengths come back, he will be grouchy and sore, but he'll soon see your words and help are for the best!
You can't hover over him, so plan some time for yourself to keep your sanity and go do some pickin'. The brief times apart will enrich the time together....
We'll be sending prayers for him and all the family.
Bill
Thanks for the kind words and prayer. I talked to him last night after being home for about four days and he seems to be pretty good. He said he's looking forward to a full recovery and he wants to see his grandchildren really bad. I'm hoping to go up there in a month for three weeks with my kids to help them move from Pennsylvania to South Carolina. I know he can't do much as far as lifting Goes. I do want to share some of my favorite moments though and I hope you get the chance to read them.
Day after he came out of surgery he was pretty drugged up on pain killers so we played ZZ Top for him. His favorite band. He couldn't remember the words but the air guitar was flowing fine! His fingers were moving crazy in his mouth was going but the words were mumbled.
When he coughed or had hiccups it caused a lot of pain. The nurse came in and asked him, when you cough, do you use the pillow, or the chest holder? He said I use curse words!!
Nurse: how do you feel?
Dad: like sh*t, thanks for asking!
Nurse: we're going to give you an enema.
Dad: like heck you are! I'll hold it til I pop!
Nurse: time for your sponge bath!
Dad: wohoo! I lived 74 years for one of these!!
Dude nurse walks in......
Dad: kill me now!
There was a lot more but I'm afraid I might lose my TreasureNet.com account by reposting them. I hope that someday when I need surgery I will be half the man he was through it.
There were some scary nights. Somehow I got Nightshift because I like to list my stuff on eBay late at night so the family figured I'm used to staying up late. I am used to staying up late, I am not used to walking outside to the car at 4 AM and all the druggies are hanging out in the parking lot. The opied? Drug that is affecting the country is no joke. Some guy wanted a ride, he was asking for money in his wheelchair. When I said no he stood up and he got all upset. I nearly wet myself. Every night coming out of the hospital there were the same group of druggies asking for money... or a ride. One guy asked for sex... (wished I was carrying to put him out of his misery) it's a different world out there. Some scary crap if you ask me!