Weekends in the ward...

We have been lucky. Colin's skin has held and so the chair time has continues. 2 1/2 hours twice a day has been reached but its not all easy. Colin's stomach muscles have deteriorated and his back is therefore in a lot of pain due to the lack of support. But this is something Colin will have to deal with until time and patience brings its rewards.
He is now out of bed his bed for long spells. We wander around the unit and socialise with people in the day room. His ward mate Mike and his wife Bev also in limbo up and nowhere to go. So lots of time is taken in their company. Futures, children and house renovations are the first conversations, and although there are many sad stories, bringing people to this unit, it is remarkable the attitudes of the "inmates" (also referred to as "inpatients").
No self pity, or at least none I have ever seen. Just hope and expectation.Les once again visited on friday night. News of what is going on in Colin's other life, work. It wouldn't surprise me if one day next week if i walked into the ward to find Colin hooked up to a machine in the middle of a conference call!
His mind is in need of stimulation. I do try, tales of work and home, social workers and OTs. Oh yes I can witer on, but I am sure that his eyes glaze over. He used to say he lost me after two minutes if I was not interested in his chat! My eyes would glaze and a blank expression on my face.
What could be more interesting to him than the news that our bins have still not been emptied and our road resembles an ice rink? At any moment I expect to see Torvill and Dean and the entire cast of dancing on ice appear followed by our mouse and his newest skill on the list, figure skating! I am sure it is a battle of wits, but at the moment the mouse is winning.Just one question...are your eyes glazing over?