New location

Today Dad made the move from the hospital to a rehab hospital. Before that, he did get the loop heart recorder implanted and a second bubble study, to confirm that there is no shortcut for blood between the right and left atria of his heart. Beyond that, though, there was a good deal of simply waiting before he actually was wheeled out, around 5pm.

It's good to make this move. Once the initial stroke has passed, the hospital is focused on preventing a second stroke and assessing the level of need for rehab. As we heard on day one that in-patient rehab would be appropriate, there wasn't a lot more to be done. Not to say we were neglected; neurology and therapy staff visited, assessed, and answered questions, but it started to feel like a bit of a holding pattern. Of course he wasn't ready for this stage of treatment on day one or two, but now that he is, just changing locations feels like progress. I'm looking forward to tomorrow, meeting the doctors and therapists, and learning about the weeks to come.

We're also looking forward to seeing Cousin Debbie, who's arriving in Tulsa late tonight.