
Tonight we (me, Tish, G, and my mom in law) went to see paw at the hospital. He was in good spirits, seems like he always is around dinner time... go figure. The first thing he muddered out when we walked it was "HEY BOY!"(talking to Grayson). It was so loud and clear (specially for a stroke recovering patient), we were all surprised but very excited.
Paw is still not speaking clearly, although he tries to. He needs to focus on single words rather than a slur of them. However, he did real good on his curse words (we could hear it well)... I guess somethings never change! :-)
Paw is progressing pretty good and will most likely be transferred back to a rehab center in L.a. in the next few days. We wanted G to see his great grandpa one more time before he has to go. Paw and Tish visited for a long time. Not many words were spoken...they were not needed. They held each other tight and let their eyes do most the talking.
G was behaving too. He acted a bit shy but did his usual "kisses", "show of tongue", etc. That got Paw tickled to death.
We are sad to see paw go. We only got to visit for literally 3 hours before he had fallen into the stroke. I remember so vividly how paw was. He wanted to take up out to dinner at Foco De Chao (brazilian steak buffet) but time did not allow. Thank got for that! I decided to cook white beans and rice and some cabbage for dinner instead. Paw watched me cook supper, he was very curious about what kind of sausage I was using, how hot the stove was, etc. When I came back from a quick trip to the store, he even told me, "I had to stir it once, I couldn't stay away while you were gone..." :-)
The beans were almost ready when the "incident' happened. I was chopping something on the cutting board while talking to Paw after he came out the bathroom. I noticed that he looked as if no one was talking to him. I was taken back since paw's hearing has always been very good. I continued to talk, but still no response. Not even an eye-contact. Tish came down and found that he was not responding to anyone or anything. In a few minutes he came to and we called an ambulance against his wishes. We could tell he was very sluggish and was breathing real hard after what had happened. It was so scary.
While waiting in the emergency room for further testings and evaluations, paw continued to express that he wanted to leave. He said, " I could be having beans right now..."(Tish though he said 'I rather be at the beach right now') For some reason, that really stuck with me. It was like one of those ever so suddle compliments from one man to another. :-) At the end, even though we were not 100% that he had a stroke or not, we got him to stay. Luckily, Uncle Rick got here shortly (from Houston) and stayed with Paw. He has been with Paw ever since. Say what you will about the man (Rick), he has been very dedicated in helping Paw since he has been sick. You can't say the effort was not there...
To sum it up, we hate that we did not enought visting time with Paw before his stroke. But we were SOOOOO glad that he was with us when it happened. Can you imagine if a stroke came on while he was driving or sleeping by himself? And I am glad that we called an ambulance too. At many moments we doubted our decision, especially since paw was so against the idea (being the tough guy that he is). I'd like to think that Tish and I were little life savers on that one faithful day! :-)
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