In search of the good feel moments. Or my rehab this year

Sorry, I haven’t been in touch for a while, I had a physical and mental slump, which culminated in the first week of my 30-day rehab in Loipl / Bishofswiesen. One or the other may now ask how I ever came to Loipl. I had the following priorities in, exactly the order
1) neurological specialist clinic 2) which therapies are on offer 3) rooms 4) surroundings.
Actually, I was lucky with everything, except for the food and the care.
However, the start was rather uninspiring. The first night I didn’t sleep, I didn’t know what the procedure would be – roughly speaking, we were a bit overwhelmed, the ward and me.
Not even a quarter of an hour later I found myself in a single room with a fantastic view on the nursing station, where I was to spend the next 6 days alone, 5 of them in isolation, mostly lying on the floor. I was so unstable as far as my steadfastness was concerned. They were painful days. If I went down just once a day, it was a good day. My tendency to fall did not earn me any points in nursing.

From the 8th day it became better and I got a single room on a station, where one was self-sufficient. Yes, they were indeed self-sufficient. Among other things, I needed 4 hours to unpack 2 suitcases.
And also otherwise I needed a completely new time management.
In the morning Mirella had to come 3 times until I was ready for the day.
Which meant for me: 6.00 a.m. to get up. Those who know me, know that 6.00 is truly not my time.
The days were quite full, thanks to my very motivated partly also over-motivated therapists. If I had 2 x at the physio, that meant for me 23 stairs up and down 70 m without rollator run (thus at Tobis shoulder hacked)
and floor exercises. Sometimes the last therapy started also only at 17.00 o’clock, which had the consequence that I fell asleep afterwards directly.
If it wasn’t cooking or working, there were stabilization exercises in occupational therapy.
In addition, there was speech and voice therapy. One should not believe that speaking is so strenuous. A little relaxation therapy and psychological support. During the first treatments I had a real feeling of illness for the second time since my hospital stay, which I attribute more to my battered psyche than to my body decorated with bruises.
Each time I was exhausted after that hour. Until I asked for an increase in venlafaxine during rounds.
Together with the therapist we went in search of the good feel moments, which I should then perceive and enjoy more consciously. 3 days later the increased venlafaxine started to work, things started to get better. The fall frequency decreased, although it didn’t stop completely. Even the pounds were falling off, finally I was put on a radical diet . No half Nutella roll , no small glass of juice for it much rattatouille, almost daily.
Even though the last few days were almost galactic, I was looking forward to the Alex who would accompany me home. She took over the baton from Doro, who had brought me to Loipl. Thank you girls ,you were so great
After the very last application I was so exhausted, I just wanted to put my feet up for half an hour until Alex was there and promptly fell asleep.
After I woke up, I need 3 attempts to….
… Yes, finally to roll out with momentum and slide down the bedside cabinet. Already when I left the bed, I knew, immediately it would really hurt. And so it came then also.
It was good to be able to call Alex to pick me up from the floor. Or to help me.
Dinner, pack your bags, go to sleep, get up, shower, have breakfast, say goodbye, call a cab and off to Freilassing.
Once there, we were told that the hydraulic lift was not working and that I should be carried in. Nah, not with me ….
,,, with a little help I could climb in alone.
To get off 10.5 hours later in Cologne. Cologne in the evening: there is nothing more beautiful.

Even if I still notice from the last fall what, from the care measureless disappointed and 3 days after arrival still between 19.00 and 20.00 o’clock in the bed had, because nich always in the evening in the armchair fell asleep.
I will also next year again a REHA or a concept therapy apply, since I am of the opinion that each Reha one helps in any way nevertheless.

PS: Thanks to all package senders, you have saved me many a day!

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