When you believe

So dad was home for 5 days and we got the call from Entabeni rehabilitation centre to say that they had a bed for him.

The 5 days at home were incredibly challenging and were 24hrs round the clock for mom. We had teething problems with carers and settling in was challening but there were several upsides as well and we saw dad relax and really excel at home. But we still felt that a place where dad could get intensive rehab was the best place for him to be so off he went last week Thursday.

Entabeni has been a shock to the system for all of us. Its not what we expected and Dad has been very emotional when we see him. The care is really good and he is getting what he needs but emotionally we are not sure that its the best place long term. My dad up until the stroke was a practicing lawyer running a big practice. He got up for work everyday and still drove into the city. Now he is paralysed and can’t speak… Big thing to take in!!

Mom and I really prayed about it and also left it up to the big man usptairs to guide us and it seems that things have fallen into place and the path has been made clear for us… And that is to bring dad home and continue his therapy at home.

It wont happen today or tomorrow but we are making plans to get him home by the end of next week. We just need to get railing for the toilets and showers etc and also mom needed to find a carer whom she met this morning and who is lovely. We are trying not to get too excited as there have been many let downs during this journey but she’s sounds like a fit for dad and we are very blessed to have found her.

We met as a family with the Entabeni Rehab centre on Wednesday a week after dad’s admittance. It was a very constructive meeting and also not doom and gloom which we were expecting. They are very realistic and also have us their concerns. The therapists and Dr are all amazing and have my dad’s best interests at heart. When asked the direct question will my dad walk again, his physio said “YES” and when asked if he will talk again his Speech therapist said “YES” and the rest is history.

 

I still continue to believe Dad will make a recovery…a full one. We are not dealing with an ordinary person here. You have to meet this amazing man to know what we know in our hearts of heart…. he will do this.

When my mom had breast cancer many years ago and was going through chemo I printed this song out by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston: When you believe. We laminated it and put it on the fridge and I’ll do it again. Because these are words we live by at the moment.

 

Many nights we’ve prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood

Now we are not afraid
Although we know theres much to fear
We were moving mountains long
Before we know we could

Oh yes, there can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill

Who knows what miracle
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe

In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away

And now I am standing here
My hearts so full, I can’t explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I’d say

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill

Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe

They dont always happen when you ask
And its easy to give in to your fear, ohh
But when youre blinded by your pain
Cant see your way safe through the rain
Thought of a still resilient voice
Says love is very near

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill

Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will, how you will
You will when you believe

You will when you believe
Just believe
You will when you believe
Just believe
You will when you believe

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