Thank you for our rest and food

There is a whole gang of Mum's former Abernethy students who are celebrating the big '70' this year (you know who you are!). We started the celebrations early this year. With Isabel settled on a new unit of Wascana, and the chance to challenge the "winter blues" with visitors and a party, we went in search of a party room.

Isabel says that the bathroom of her new room is large enough for a party, but we went further afield. There is a roomy private dining room just a few doors from Isabel's new room. A decorated table, homemade goodies, hot tea, and lots of laughter made for a good birthday lunch. One of the guests suggested to Isabel that she say a table blessing. With hardly a moment's thought, Mum delivered with strong voice her old favourite:

Gracious Giver of all good

Thank you for our rest and food.

Grant that all we do and say

In thy service be this day.

Hearing Isabel say a table blessing is familiar to those of us that know her well. Realizing that her gratitude is also for her own "canned lunch" may be a newer experience. During the holiday season, several people asked Mum how the food was at Wascana. "Consistently nutritious", says Mum as she continues to receive her "perfectly balanced nutrition" through a food peg to her stomach. Those throat swallowing muscles are still not working too well.

We are used to saying a blessing before we savour a meal that we can consume orally. Expressing gratitude for a meal that is consumed another way is just as important says Isabel.

Gratitude again for friends and family and birthday celebrations.....and food and rest from the work of the day.

After lunch we scouted out a new sunny spot on Isabel's new unit, once again close to her private room. The sun shines in through a snow-covered terrace that holds promise of summer gatherings. Who knows what might be the opportunities for flowers? We dream as the seed catalogues roll in.

Happy 70th Birthday year to a whole gang of Isabel's faithful friends and visitors!

In every ending is.... a new beginning

Several of you have written wondering how Isabel is doing with her move.

Her former Nurse Manager says that it will take a month -- and maybe more -- to get used to a move, and to train all the new staff. "But you are good at that, Isabel, you are a teacher."

Mum's Doctor said to her yesterday, "Treat this move like GRADUATION. You're a teacher. You understand that concept of progress and moving forward. You no longer need to live on that unit. You have graduated."

Isabel's new room is pie-shaped. Lots of room for visiting and for Rufus to turn around. A private bathroom large enough for a party. And a small window. Half the size of the old picture window in Mum's previous Wascana rooms. That's difficult. And the window faces north. And right now the bottom third is coated in snow.

"Good insulation" says Isabel, just before we flung it open on Monday night to let fresh air blow through Mum's room.

And the terrace garden? Gone to a wrecker's ball in September. The deep flower boxes were leaking and wrecking havoc below. As the flowers were ripped out and the door locked long before the season's end, we knew we would have to find an alternative place of beauty and growth for 2011. Isabel was in transition way back then.

We don't know what the new place of beauty and growth will be this spring and summer. However, it is mid-January and the days are lengthening and Mum is finding sunny spots for afternoon naps.

Main-5 is different. The average age of residents is 53 and they range in age from 20 to 90. Many folks have active lives. At least two are University students. Others spend most of the day out and about. There is no curfew! And it is so quiet. No ventilators alarming in the middle of the night. Fewer call bells. No staff intercom all night. We are now realizing that Mum used to live on the loudest hall of any part of Wascana.

She has traded the noisy hall for a quiet room close to the concourse and entertainment. And so far, no rowdy midnight brawls. Sleeps are consistently better.

Gratitude..... for a single room that has a window. And snow and rabbit tracks and blue sky.

"When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed"

There's an old hymn about counting your blessings that starts out:
"When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed".......

A friend of Isabel's suggested that this is a good hymn in the midst of her tumultuous move to Unit Main-5 at Wascana last week. Isabel says "I am mostly settled in". She is still organizing the staff about her schedule including therapy times. An observer would notice that Rufus does quite well in finding his way down a new road to therapy including travelling and turning around in an elevator.

One wouldn't think that taking an elevator is that "big of a deal". But when your reach is limited, and your stick not quite long enough, and the elevator filled with people, and Rufus not the smallest of horses, Isabel has to be on her toes.

Elevator usage is rather like carefully driving a grain truck beside a combine and then lining up at the bin. Isabel & Rufus need to line up to reach the button to summons the elevator; turn sharply to drive on; turn 360 degrees to reach the buttons; angle to get close enough to reach the buttons; and back up so one can go forward to get off. And all of this while avoiding everyone else's toes or crashing into another resident and their chair who is driving on or off the elevator.

Whew! As Mum says: "And I haven't even got to therapy yet!"

In Isabel's room, pictures are hung; plants are blooming; workers to hang bulletin boards have been supervised; and sighs of relief are heard.

The chorus of the "tempest tossed" hymn goes: "Count your blessings, name them one by one." That's better than counting sheep to get to sleep! There are many blessings including that Mum's new unit is much quieter than her old one.

"No point looking back," says Isabel. "Just get on with it. Now...... how are you?"

Young At Heart

Isabel moved this week.

Or more appropriately said: Isabel was moved this week ~ from Unit 2-6 where she has lived for 35 months to Unit M-5 (Main - 5) at Wascana.

You have to be careful what you wish for. Isabel weaned herself from the ventilator a year ago. That means she could no longer stay in the same room that she has been in for a year. Nor could she stay on the same unit if she wanted a single room.

Mum got off the vent ~ and had to move so her space could be open for another person who uses a ventilator to help them breathe ~ just as a room came open for her three years ago.

And thus we enter the next chapter of Isabel's adventures at Wascana.

I have wondered what to name this blog entry ~ this notice of Isabel's move to Main 5 - Room 519.

Mum now lives on the ground-floor of Wascana on a unit of 37 residents where the average age is 53.

Last night, a nurse from her former unit, upon hearing the news of the move said immediately: "Oh, she is so young at heart. That unit is a perfect place for Isabel."

That may not have been Mum's sentiments when told at 8 AM on Tuesday that she would be moving within hours...and as Christmas cards came tumbling down, plants were loaded up, and a few beloved long-time staff had a hurried goodbye.

But Isabel IS young at heart ~ and despite not being excited about this move ~ is taking it in her stride ~ as she has each step along this path. Surprise visits from Abernethy & Lemberg friends each day this week have brought positive energy to her new room.

Mum's phone number stays the same at: 306-545-5994.

Her address changes to:

Unit M-5, Wascana Rehab Centre
2180 - 23rd Avenue
Regina, SK S4S 0A5

And onward we go to a new year!