The rehab floor was tough, Brad & Christy expected me to work so hard, if I wanted to get better, I needed to push hard. I was at the lowest point in my entire life.
I was like a 5 year old in an adult body… I had to learn to walk, function, talk, & be productive all over again in like three months, & with a brain injured person- the drs. are not easily persuaded to see the positive. I cannot remember my speech therapist name in the hospital for anything, but, I’m pretty sure she had blonde hair, she was awesome as well. Wait- I’m thinking Layne, but, I’m probably WAY off, anyways…
There was this one time, Brad made me lay on my stomach- I had a feeding tube, I cursed loudly, he laughed, Momma laughed, other therapists laughed, but y’all that hurt, bad! I remember that pain… It was worse than giving birth, no lie!!!
Apparently, from stories I’ve heard, they had tried to convince my Momma to send me off to a Rehab facility in Georgia, but, my Momma never gave up believing that her wild haired feisty middle child would come back to her, and I did, thank you, Momma for believing, probably when no one else did.
My Cone Health Rehab staff were absolutely fabulous! You guys know how thick headed I can be & triple that because I was in pain all the time with my body, they were working with me learning how to walk allover again, which by the way, I wouldn’t walk in flats when they were teaching me how to walk again, they could not get me to walk in my tennis shoes, Momma must have been chuckling or something, because they looked at her and said “what type of shoe does she normally wear”, Momma said “she wears high heels, I can’t tell you the last time she had on those tennis shoes”… So they said “bring us a pair of heels”, Momma took ’em a pair of heels & guess what, y’all? I immediately began walking…. HaHaHa!
My left arm wasn’t working and was basically still and not in use, I still catch myself today not using it, I have to be careful with my left arm…. I need to keep it flexible.
My momma was one of the small group of people who knew I was going to recover because I was Amber Day, no, that is not why, lol…. She knew I was going to recover because she knew our God was not done with me and he is still not done with me. I have always thought since I was a child that my gift was my singing voice, I had a gorgeous first soprano voice, beautiful, I’m not cocky about it, I’m just confident. I knew I was good. I wanted to go be on Broadway. I could have done a lot with my voice, however, I decided that being an immature teenager was more important, anyways life gave me my precious MacKensie I would never change anything about that. Mike is the best hubs I could ask for also…. (BTW- if you keep up with my blog my mini-me is headed in my musical foot steps :-))
(On another note- I lost my voice, musically- that is, due to all off the medical instruments they had to use to revive me- as many times that they did- is what my vocal teacher believes. She believes that my vocal cords were damaged in the process, but, she said “Amber, I am sorry that you can’t sing anymore, I’d much rather you be alive.” I miss singing SO much…)
So my hospital stay was December 6, 2005- February 25, 2006.
Part V is going to be my chapter about my medical recovery at outpatient rehabilitation & THIS was my final chapter of inpatient hospital stay! WooHoo!
Folks, hospitals are good,they help you get better but when you live in one for two months like I did & before that for 5 years my Daddy was in and out of hospitals with his melanoma cancer treatments. We brought my Daddy home for his final Christmas in 2002 & he passed away in the late night, day after Christmas, then, 2003- Kens’ (which let me go ahead & tell you my father’s name was Kenneth, his siblings called him Kenny & many called him Ken. MacKensie is named after him, this is why we call her Kensie, or Kens- my idea of course & sometimes she is just as thickheaded as he was, I am just sayin’ y’all…) surprise “I’m coming out early, Momma” NICU hospital stay, then my Momma and her breast cancer surgeries (2007, 2008), well, you get the point, that doesn’t include other family members either, because there has been many more, including my father in law (2012), Papa (2010, 2011 maybe- I can’t remember exactly), Punkin Jon (2006, 2009, & one more I think? Maybe off…LOL) and more to name & remember!
Until next time.