Today is not the day I had hoped it would be. Ya, it's still Thursday like I thought it was, and Survivor is still on tonight for me to watch tonight after work, but I thought today might be a turning point for Patrick's recovery. Nothing went as I had hoped.

His first appointment of the day was at a different rehab facility with a therapist who is certified in the Saeboflex. We got there as scheduled, filled out the 8 pages of forms when his name was called. The woman told us to follow her, and as we did, she told us she would be his therapist. HUH???

We had spoken to the man who is the saeboflex therapist, and this woman was clearly not him. As it turns out, our physiatrist had written the evaluation script to PT, the saoboflex would be with OT. So the person who scheduled our appointment apparently read as far as "PT" and did not read the rest which read: Evaluate for use of saeboflex. There is only 1 therapist within 50 miles and you would think the person scheduling would have caught what the script actually said. And to boot, you'd think the person writing the script would have enough common sense to know if the device is for your hand, you probably need to see an OT! Oh well, they will get the script corrected and we have another appointment scheduled for next Tuesday. Patrick has literally been harrassing me about following up with the saeboflex though, and I know he was crushed when we had to turn around and leave.

So on to our next appointment an hour later...

Had to have a dopler done on Patrick's right leg to check for clots. It has been 6 months since the edima/clot he had in the hospital, and the doc wanted to see if we would be able to take him off his coumedin script. So we waited about an hour before we got in to see the tech, and finally it was our turn. The tech did his thing and about a half an hour later told us he still had a clot in his leg, it had not desolved. Tthe good news was that it had moved further down the leg into the calf, and the tech believed that there was alot less danger to having a clot in this area. So for now, there is still hope the doctor will take him off the med, but honestly, I don't have my hopes up anymore. Even if ther danger is signifigantly less, would I if I were a doctor be willing to take a chance? I doubt it. But alas, I am not a doctor, so I hold onto the thread of hope.

Tomorrow is a new day with new appointments. Hopefully we get some good news from them.

Kristen