And it's not our words this time. TJ was moved up to rehab today and the evening nurse greeted him with "so you're the miracle man!" Indeed. Apparently a nurse from the last station was trying to convince them how sick he was and they wouldn't believe it based on what they saw.
Tomorrow TJ starts intensive rehab, occupational therapy (OT), PT, and speech therapy (ST? how about SOPT for all of them?), OT and PT twice a day according to the evening nurse. Speech therapy mostly be swallowing at this point, as speech isn't too much of a difficulty. He is going from croaky to hoarse, like someone with a bad cough... like him.
As far as the mitral valve goes, the cardiologist says they don't need to check it again for another two to three months.
Personally I've (Jon) have seen noted improvement over the last 48 hours. He now has control over his fingers, even if he is still a little shaky, can get up out of bed and use the walker, and get back into bed.
I think how sick he was is starting to kick in, with some comments from the doctors. TJ told me that the doctors -- all of the doctors that have had him -- told him that he should be dead. I've been thinking this for awhile, but wasn't sure it was a good idea to blog it. Well, now I have Md backing.
Specific prayer requests would be for continued progress in recovery and for protection from anxiety as the reality of how close he was to dying sinks in. Also please pray for God's continued work outside of TJ through his experience. And, of course, don't forget praises for a not-dead TJ!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Miracle Man
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