A luggage of books and drawing material which would last me a month of nonstop entertainment.
Monday, February 23, 2015
Packing for Stay at Nursing Home
A luggage of books and drawing material which would last me a month of nonstop entertainment.
Preparing My Mind & Stamina
I have been informed by my therapists that I my mobility would be quite limited. However, it is also depends on the individual itself. They have complete faith in me that I would have excellent recovery since I have equipped myself with 6 months of physiotherapy and rehab therapy sessions. I trained 3 times a week with every session last between 2 to 2 1/2 hours.
The sessions get more aggressive as time passes by. And with the much anticipated day drawing near, my rehab therapists expect the best out of me with extension of time for certain exercises and also pushing my strength to the max.
Nevertheless, they have been great. Most of them have become a friend to me too. I got myself an optimistic Joey, photography enthusiast Gan, cute Farid, humourous Chun, and more. The list is way long than I anticipated.
I am briefed of what to be expected during recovery and also timeline of progression of my recovery. With that, I also set a personal goal of beating another patient in terms of encouraging recovery and strength.
While I gorge down with lots of festive food especially my ever so favourite pineapple tarts and put on a good 2 kilo within 2 days time, I am quite positive that I would do well for the entire ordeal. Hope that the therapists won't get a good shock of their life knowing that I put on quite a great deal of pounds.
The sessions get more aggressive as time passes by. And with the much anticipated day drawing near, my rehab therapists expect the best out of me with extension of time for certain exercises and also pushing my strength to the max.
Nevertheless, they have been great. Most of them have become a friend to me too. I got myself an optimistic Joey, photography enthusiast Gan, cute Farid, humourous Chun, and more. The list is way long than I anticipated.
I am briefed of what to be expected during recovery and also timeline of progression of my recovery. With that, I also set a personal goal of beating another patient in terms of encouraging recovery and strength.
While I gorge down with lots of festive food especially my ever so favourite pineapple tarts and put on a good 2 kilo within 2 days time, I am quite positive that I would do well for the entire ordeal. Hope that the therapists won't get a good shock of their life knowing that I put on quite a great deal of pounds.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Mini Reunion Dinner
At Ben's
Dad enjoying the nachos. He said it taste good.
Waiting for his crab meat spagetti
Nachos
One for the album
Me
The view from where we sit
Dad enjoying the view
Preparing Myself
I am like about a week away from the day where I thought would be a good present for my 34th birthday. Believe me, I am trying to be as optimistic as I can; knowing the long road ahead of me.
I told my physiotherapists and rehab therapists that I would give my best in working hand in hand with them not just for my sake but for everyone in my life who truly cares about me. Despite dreading the fact that I would not be as mobile as I am now ( though there are some limitation of some sort ), I know, maybe we all know, what is best to be done now is always for a lifelong benefit. Well, the time has come. After 6 months of rehab and physio theraphy, my strength ( both mental and physical ) would be put to test.
My weekends, for the past couple of weeks, been busy putting away things in my room, making spaces in the house, ditching off unwanted items, stocking up on my personal toiletries ( which I think I may need more ) for the coming 3 to 4 months, compiling contact details ranging from work to medical needs etc.
There are friends who called me up for a drink, knowing that they may not see for a while in future till hopefully 3 months later. I took the opportunity to gorge down my favourite food before the long road ahead of me arrive.
Most meaningful thing to me is that my cellgroup family been there for me the best they can. I can never thank them enough for finding me a really beautiful nursing home. Jennifer ( the owner who runs the nursing home ) is truly only understanding woman and indeed wise in many ways. It is a small home with 10 occupants and a number of caretakers. I believe I would be in good hands.
I told my physiotherapists and rehab therapists that I would give my best in working hand in hand with them not just for my sake but for everyone in my life who truly cares about me. Despite dreading the fact that I would not be as mobile as I am now ( though there are some limitation of some sort ), I know, maybe we all know, what is best to be done now is always for a lifelong benefit. Well, the time has come. After 6 months of rehab and physio theraphy, my strength ( both mental and physical ) would be put to test.
My weekends, for the past couple of weeks, been busy putting away things in my room, making spaces in the house, ditching off unwanted items, stocking up on my personal toiletries ( which I think I may need more ) for the coming 3 to 4 months, compiling contact details ranging from work to medical needs etc.
There are friends who called me up for a drink, knowing that they may not see for a while in future till hopefully 3 months later. I took the opportunity to gorge down my favourite food before the long road ahead of me arrive.
Most meaningful thing to me is that my cellgroup family been there for me the best they can. I can never thank them enough for finding me a really beautiful nursing home. Jennifer ( the owner who runs the nursing home ) is truly only understanding woman and indeed wise in many ways. It is a small home with 10 occupants and a number of caretakers. I believe I would be in good hands.
Thursday, February 19, 2015
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