From Jenny Sue Got Married, originally posted on October 5, 2011.
Before Al was released from inpatient therapy, I asked his physical
therapist to cover a very important practical matter: how would I help
Al get up if he fell down? So we practiced the scenario a few times,
until we were comfortable with the process. The PT also made sure to
teach me how to assess whether anything was broken or dislocated, other
than the obvious bone poking through the skin. I felt confident that I
was ready for the potential situation.
enough, Al has not had any major falls. He has stumbled and lost his
balance a number of times. Early on, he rolled over in bed and fell
halfway out. But he has never fallen. Until today.
was having a technology crisis in the basement that only his father
could solve. I've learned to do a lot of things since Al's stroke, and
I've taken over a lot of his former responsibilities. But when it comes
to computer networking, I'm still pretty much an ignoramus. So, I'm
very blessed that Al still has his computer networking abilities.
was summoned to the basement by our son, who was having trouble getting
his computer page to load. Al made his way down the stairs, an
exercise for which he no longer needs help. He made it to the bottom of
the stairs, only to get his cane caught up in the ladder that was lying
by the basement wall. I heard a *clang* and then shouts from the kids,
"Daddy, are you OK???"
I went down to find Al lying, face-down, on the basement floor.
kids were more alarmed than I was. I just had to figure out how to
help him get up. After maneuvering him into a sitting position, he was
able to get up by himself with little effort. I didn't think about it
until after he was standing, but I finally asked, "Does anything hurt?"
He said nothing hurt except that he hit the floor with the left side of
his face. I guess it's somewhat of a blessing that the left side of
his face is still numb.
Al has been getting more
adventurous since his brace was minimized. He has been doing stairs
more confidently and more regularly. He has been driving (shhh, don't
tell the Secretary of State). I'm glad to see him becoming more mobile,
but I was also reminded today that he still needs to be cautious and
careful. Most movement still isn't as easy for him as it is for you and
I. It's not second nature yet.
Sometimes my heart cries out to God for Al, as the psalmists did:
1 How long, LORD? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
3 Look on me and answer, LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death,
4 and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
6 I will sing the LORD’s praise,
for he has been good to me. (Psalm 13)