Things are going well.
My father had a cerebellum hemorrhagic stroke Feb 2017 due to the blood thinner Warfarin. He survived but lost the following abilities -
My father & mother moved in with me so he could do his therapy in my home. He's been in Physical, Occupational, and Speech Therapy since then. It's went well.
This week was a milestone. The feeding tube the hospital stuck in his abdomen was removed. He has regained the control of his muscles enough to eat & drink whatever he wants.
So as of now he has no extra medical stuff in or on him. He's just him. Very happy day.
Home therapy is coming to a close. It is time for dad to go to an outpatient therapy so we can start to work on the advanced stuff.
Right now he can walk with a rolled walker easily. Walking with a cane is coming along but it's harder.
His brain is sending him false messages. He thinks he's falling over when he's not. He'll be walking and jerk his body suddenly cause he thought he was falling. So he'll "correct" himself only to throw his body off and start to actually fall.
Learning to know which falling feeling is real and which one is fake is hard. But he's getting better.
For the first 4 months of trying to walk he said the entire world looked like he was on a boat in rough seas. He said the floor just moved all the time. No wonder walking looked so weird, he was trying to step on the floor when he thought the floor was higher/lower than it really was.
Brain injury is so odd, if fucks up how you see the world. You don't know what's real anymore.
He is improving very well.