The weekends are a little slow around here, but today my mom had a few therapy sessions to break up the day. Today was the first day of her advanced memory class, and once again, she said it was SO boring. So much for warning her that she may be at the back of the class. We tried to fill the rest of the day with activities, like playing cards (she legitimately beats us a lot of the time), and practicing arm exercises to increase her strength. I also spent a lot of today trying to convince my mom that she is not "going downhill." She repeatedly tells us that she thinks she was doing better before she got to TIRR and that she's gotten worse since being here. We remind her often that before she got to TIRR, she was in a coma, so this is impossible. I also read a few blog posts to her today from when I was here at the beginning of August. For a short while, she can see what we mean when we tell her that she is progressing amazingly.
John came home today and spent the evening visiting with us at the hospital. It was really nice to all be together. A few weeks ago, when my mom would often fixate on math, she would beg my brother (the other math nerd in the family) to give her a math problem. At first, he would. He would ask her simple subtraction questions, but eventually he had to stop and just ignore her requests, because she would get so frustrated with not being able to answer correctly. Tonight, something came up about math and my brother started asking my mom math problems. HARD math problems. I kid you not, some of the questions I had to think long and hard about, and some of them I flat out didn't know the answer to. But my mom started busting out the correct answers! I was in shock. We're talking powers, square roots, square roots of a power...! It was incredible. I can think of a few of my mom's tutoring students who are thinking "oh thank goodness" right now ;-) And SHE thinks she's going downhill....!
The short week ahead is scheduled to be a busy one. Last week, I pointed to this kid who was strapped in a harness and who was walking on a treadmill for the entire hour that my mom was in the gym having physical therapy. I said, "Mom, you see that guy? He's been walking on that thing for an hour. That's going to be you soon - I can't wait!" Well....we found out today that that should be my mom on Wednesday and Friday this week. We're looking forward to it!
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