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Llew had a stroke this morning. He's in room 822 at Spartanburg Regional Hospital awaiting an MRI and getting some sleep in preparation for tomorrow's speech therapy and occupational therapy. The stroke was very mild and you really can't tell that he's had a stroke at all unless you hear him try to talk: it's a slurred mumble that's absolutely incoherent. All day I made him repeat himself until he could be understood. It pissed him off, but it gave him good practice and helped to develop his speaking ability. I told him that he'd probably end up hating me for my constant harassment, but he'll end up appreciating my efforts. When Llew's nurse came in and explained what the speech therapist would be doing and gave him an example of the therapy, Llew gave me the hairy eyeball because that's exactly what I'd been doing to him all day long.
I have the feeling that Llew's prognosis will be carrying maximum positivity and minimum distress. The distress will be mine. I'm not a caregiver, but here I am preparing to help Aunt Tudi with her hand surgery on Monday and Llew to recover from his stroke which was caused by the high blood pressure that he failed to treat. AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! I need a new life, one that insures my loved ones glow with unending health and utter joy. That would be dandy fer shure.
Anyway, if you want to send Llew a cheer card (or anything at all), and I really hope that you would, considering he has few friends and his family sucks big hairy rhino balls, you can go here and be a lovely human being.
You must use his entire name and room number in order to properly send the e-card. His name is Lewis Boyd and he's in room number 822. So, as Ben Stiller says as one of his scary characters in Starsky and Hutch, DO IT. And do it now. Dammit.
As for me, I'm horrified by the entire situation and I want to flatten myself out and crawl under the rug in the living room and remain there until I'm stomped on until I'm spread out like a crepe....or a creep....you decide. Oh Goddess! I'm so tired and distressed and sad, I can't even sufficiently express myself. What else could possibly happen this year? Maybe I shouldn't even ask such a question. I'm just setting myself up. Oy.
**erm.....I actually started this post yesterday, but it took me a thousand years to write it. Now, today is yesterday because I'm stupid.
I have the feeling that Llew's prognosis will be carrying maximum positivity and minimum distress. The distress will be mine. I'm not a caregiver, but here I am preparing to help Aunt Tudi with her hand surgery on Monday and Llew to recover from his stroke which was caused by the high blood pressure that he failed to treat. AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! I need a new life, one that insures my loved ones glow with unending health and utter joy. That would be dandy fer shure.
Anyway, if you want to send Llew a cheer card (or anything at all), and I really hope that you would, considering he has few friends and his family sucks big hairy rhino balls, you can go here and be a lovely human being.
You must use his entire name and room number in order to properly send the e-card. His name is Lewis Boyd and he's in room number 822. So, as Ben Stiller says as one of his scary characters in Starsky and Hutch, DO IT. And do it now. Dammit.
As for me, I'm horrified by the entire situation and I want to flatten myself out and crawl under the rug in the living room and remain there until I'm stomped on until I'm spread out like a crepe....or a creep....you decide. Oh Goddess! I'm so tired and distressed and sad, I can't even sufficiently express myself. What else could possibly happen this year? Maybe I shouldn't even ask such a question. I'm just setting myself up. Oy.
**erm.....I actually started this post yesterday, but it took me a thousand years to write it. Now, today is yesterday because I'm stupid.
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Date: 2008-04-06 04:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 04:26 am (UTC)Sending Llew cheer and also sending you lots of love and well-being.
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Date: 2008-04-06 04:53 am (UTC)Also..
I should never, ever, ever.. under any circumstances fill out a card when I have no impulse control.
I hope that it's amusing and not insulting. *headdesk*
I had second thoughts, you know, twenty seconds after it'd flown out of my head, into my fingers, onto the page... and clicky-sent.
I will now retire back to my cage.
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Date: 2008-04-06 05:16 am (UTC)Just know you and he our in our thoughts, and let us know if there's something we can do for you.
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Date: 2008-04-06 05:45 am (UTC)My mom's family is from Spartanburg. Would you be opposed if I call them up and have them do a prayer chain for Llew?
I will also send the card ASAP!
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Date: 2008-04-06 12:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-07 02:11 am (UTC)(((Hugs)))
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Date: 2008-04-06 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-04-06 05:58 am (UTC)Oh, Tin. Hang in there. You are very loved.
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Date: 2008-04-06 06:16 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-04-06 08:41 am (UTC)Sending loads of good thoughts and vibes.
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Date: 2008-04-06 09:25 am (UTC)Meow
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Date: 2008-04-06 10:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 12:39 pm (UTC)Oh sister, what a full plate! Sending healing to Llew...and the strength of Goddesses to support you.
*love*
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Date: 2008-04-06 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 01:56 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2008-04-06 02:24 pm (UTC)He really can come back from this and probably faster than he realizes.
You are absolutely right about the talking. It may be difficult and frustrating as hell for him, but the more intensive his speech therapy at the very beginning and the more he practices, the faster his brain can make the new connections that will get him back to his old self.
I tell you, woman, your little tribe is truly overdue for a period of comfort and ease.
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Date: 2008-04-06 02:25 pm (UTC)You are both in my thoughts and prayers.
Give me an idea of what he likes to read, and I'll send him something. I'll also work the audio books sales staff to see if I can get any audio books as well.
Use the LJ email.
Don't forget to take cafre of yourself too...please.
ETA: Card sent.
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Date: 2008-04-06 02:36 pm (UTC)Sorry i havent been about much lately, suffice it so say that stuff happened and i havent been very with it :(
I will be back and make a post to explain it at some point, though...
It sucks when people get sick though :( *hugs*
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Date: 2008-04-06 11:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 02:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 11:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-06 03:00 pm (UTC)also, i just looked at your list of journal tags and misread "barry andrews" as "bad news."
:/
i think i made the gods of shriek mad.
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Date: 2008-04-06 11:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-04-06 09:42 pm (UTC)Please take good care of yourself!
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Date: 2008-04-06 10:29 pm (UTC)Also one for Aunt Tudi......deep breaths, big, deep breaths!
*sigh*
Myst
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Date: 2008-04-06 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-07 12:15 am (UTC)I just got online for the first time since yesterday morning and saw this. Sending as much healing energy as I can in Llew's direction. Will light some candles as well.
Please take care of yourself and Aunt Tudi as well. Give my best wishes for a quick recovery to Llew.
::massive hugs to you all!::
ETA: Card sent!
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Date: 2008-04-07 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-07 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-07 07:42 pm (UTC)I sent the card. Let me know if there's anything else I can do.
::more hugs::