
I saw Walt this Saturday morning, August 25th. He was in the dining hall looking rather grumpy but very alert. He was in a bigger, unwieldly wheelchair that is made to be pushed from behind rather than being rolled by the user. I moved him down the hall where we could talk without the blare of the dining room television. We had a decent exchange. Walt is still having problems finding the right words, but he got them right sometimes. I think he understood pretty well. He said he didn't recognize me but he said Lindsey was in Buffalo. I have to admit that I generally did not understand his questions, but when I asked him if he wanted to play air hockey he plainly said, "absolutely not". I asked him why, because we have played a few times and he enjoyed it. He shrugged his shoulders and said "why" as in why bother. I rolled him down to the PT room anyway and fired up the table. His bigger wheelchair doesn't fit at the end of the table so he had to play from the side--that gave me a huge advantage. I think the score was about 57 to 1 after about 20 minutes of play.
Walt seemed to mellow out after the air hockey thrashing and after we spent some time together. He would do an interesting thing to exercise his right arm (the weak one.) He would grab his right wrist with his left hand and move the right hand up to his face to scratch. I thought that was pretty smart and that it also showed he was making an effort to do a little physical therapy on his own. I also asked him to shake my hand with his right one--I had to place my hand in his but nevertheless, his grip was better than the last time I checked.
Shortly before lunch we went back to his room and I set him up so that he could look through one of his illustrated military history books. I noticed that Walt's Posey bed is gone, the one with the zip-up canopy that confines him to the bed at night. Before leaving the hospital I told Walt that I would be in California this week and would check out the girls at the beach for him. He raised his eyebrows appropriately.
I think Walt may have been a bit contrary when I first got there but that seemed to pass.I thought that Tom Wahl had a great comment yesterday that I have reprinted here. Tom said,
"Walter is my friend, and I can't stand by and watch him give up. Walt may have issues that will be with him for some time to come, but one of them should not be giving up.
When anyone stops by to visit Walter, please ask Walt to show you something physical he can do, or did in therapy recently. He needs to know everybody is watching and cares about his recovery. Don't take no for an answer. Insist on seeing or hearing something."
Most people, including Walt, respond positively to compassion like that.