Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home
Now that is a smile I would pay for!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Thursday, July 30


Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay
But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone'Lone, 'lone Why, 'lone


Well by the looks of it I would have to say Dean is looking mighty, comfy, cozy in his bed.


Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Then forever can begin

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Wednesday, July 29

Ever have one of those moments when you would bet 1 mil that you did something; just to find out you just lost 1 mil. I would of bet I posted last night and I didn't.

Anyway, Riley is no longer counting days but hours.

Now we are doing final preparations for Deano's journey back home.

I will keep you posted.

Less than 24 hours and counting!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Monday, July 27

3 Days and Counting



Dorothy, We certainly ain't in Kansas, no more.

In my mind it seems like there is so so much preparation for Dean's coming home. And in reality what can we really do to prepare. My head has been filled with instructions from all the therapists: speech, occupational, recreational and physical. So much information I cannot tell you what I remember and what I don't. My new saying "I don't even know what I don't know!" And truth be told Riley and I are already prepared for his arrival with love in our hearts and enough support to fill up any stadium in the world and then some.

Riley told me today I didn't even have to lift Deano to transfer him from one location to another. I told Riley he can show me how it's done when Dad comes home.

Tonight Riley prepared dinner and we had chicken with corn on the cob from his garden and a cucumber salad with cucumbers from his garden.

So not Kansas anymore and where ever we end up just might be better than Kansas.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Sunday, July 26


DID EVERYONE NOTICE THE ROOM CHANGE. DEANO IS NOW IN ROOM 146.

Tomorrow Riley and I will begin our family training at the hospital which will involve further lessons on showers, assistance with hygene, getting in and out of the car, etc. We will also learn different activities that we can do with Deano at home as he continues to recover.

Today Deano and Riley participated in recreational therapy which involved a baseball game on the Wii. How cool is that. Finally a reason to have Wii in the house. Me, Grandma Jo, Riley and Deano also went to a drumming ceramony this morning. Fun day at LBM.

We had to leave a little early. Time to start getting Riley ready for the new school year. Shit from Wii to planning for the new school year. Not so cool.

Alot to do to get ready for Deano's home coming. Riley told Deano he is very excited about Dean coming home. Riley also wants to have a big welcome home party for his dad.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Friday, July 25

I think I have counted incorrectly:

Today is 5 days and counting

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Thursday, July 23

6 Days and Counting

Monday, July 20, 2009

Monday, July 20

May is in town so after work we grabbed a bite to eat and then headed out to visit Deano.

We are still having a heated dicussion about some changes I want to make which he does not want me to. So stay tuned. Dean is going to think about my argument tonight and give me the answer I want to hear in the AM.

All three of us had a lot of giggles tonight and that was a nice note to end the evening on.

Today was Riley's first day of basket ball camp (I think I was more excited than he was - from the moment I walked into the camp I knew it was well worth it). I will have to wait and see if Riley feels the same. Today Derek Fisher was there.

Night, Night....

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Sunday, July 19

First of all Riley is home and May is back in town. I was surprised because my boy looks the same; just a little taller and I must say a lot cuter or a lot more cute (which ever you prefer).

Thanks Uncle Dave and I do know you come with good intentions and a loving heart.

I certainly was not aware of what you saw when you looked in my eyes or at the moment you noticed.

What was there was exactly what you said along with fear, panic, doubt and any other adjective which falls into this same category.

Not only is Deano getting ready to come home; my boy is now home.

On Friday I spent the day at the hospital and met with the physical, occupational and speech therapist and there was actually one more which cancelled. Along with them I also met with the case worker. It appears our stay at LBM is quickly coming to an end. So I need to learn in as little time as possible how to care for Dean under these new unexpected circumstances. How to get him out of the wheelchair without hurting either one of us; the proper way to walk with him using the walker, how to get him in and out of a car or up and down stairs. Though Dean is certainly getting stronger he still requires care 24/7. Oh, did I mention hygiene; bathing, etc. Overwhelmed; I say scared shit less.

I must say again the staff and therapists at LBM are so accommodating and helpful.

I picked up Riley and May from the airport and then we went to the hospital and Dean and I got into a little scuttle but - wow try doing that with charades. Not so easy especially when you have never played charades.

The device that Uncle Dave is speaking of would give Deano a voice, either via pressing pictures on a computer or typing in phrases with a lot more functions once it is utilized in the home. However this device is apprx. $10,000.00, which is covered by insurance (amount of coverage unknown) and must be approved and at this stage it is not approved for Deano. The protocol goes something like this: the devise is set up in his room and the various speech therapist both observe and assist Deano in the use of this device to determine whether or not it is a viable means of communication for Dean. Provided they determine that it would in fact be beneficial for him a report is written by the head speech therapist and submitted to Dean's case worker and then the case worker will submit and correspond with the insurance company for approval.

This coming week the hospital will be ordering Dean's wheelchair, walker and various other items which we will need for his homecoming. It still has not been determined whether or not he will require a hospital bed. If so, Deano's room will be our old living room and we will then have that 3 bedroom house we always wanted.

Deano has become very emotional and rightly so. He is becoming more aware of his circumstances and I imagine feeling like he is not getting the results which all his hard work has warranted. Especially with the apraxia - the harder you try to talk; the harder it is to talk. Words or no words I could certainly tell he was yelling at me today and very loudly. What I can gather from Deano's sadness is that right now he is feeling very alone. So maybe if you happen to stop by and see him if you could just remind him he is definitely not alone.

A lot to do so I guess we will catch up later.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Friday, July 17

Today I spent the day with Deano, attending his various therapies, and actually today was devoted to me and him. The purpose of today was to continue the conversation about his inevitable discharge from LBH. I must say the staff there are incredibaly caring and helpful and are really accommodating in insuring a smooth transition home.

Alot happened and I intended to share it all and truth be told, I am on emotional and physical overload right now and am finding it difficult to concentrate.

Good night for now.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Monday, July 13

Hey all you listeners from Kwourworld this dedication goes out to Dean Namba from Maria Namba in Venice.


Starting all over again is gonna be rough, so rough
But we're gonna make it

We lost what we had
That's why it hurt so bad
It set us back a thousand years
We're gonna make it up
Though it's gonna be rough
To erase all the hurt and tears

Starting all over again is gonna be hard
But I pray that the love will help us make it
Starting all over again is gonna be slow
But we both know that we can make it

We gotta take life as it comes
And never worry about who's right or wrong
It's an uphill climb
To the finish line
We're gonna try to make it
One more time

Tim Hagan spent part of the day with Deano today and watched Dean participate in his treatments today. The consensus is Dean is working really hard and doing what he needs to do.

According to Tim Dean was in good spirits today.

On the home front we are preparing the best we can to make home a safe environment for Deano to continue on his journey to recovery.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Sunday, July 12

The reality that in just a few weeks Deano will be coming home was very evident when the nurse asked me whether or not any one had showed me how to use the feeding tube. Guess what I think I now know how to use a feeding tube.

The thing is I made up a story in my mind around "Deano coming home", and it certainly did not have anything to do with feeding tubes, wheel chairs and retrofitting our house.

"Deano coming home" meant he would be eating steaks, and cooking them to. It meant that he would be walking, maybe with a little limp now and then and that he would be verbally communicating with us.

Deano had the weekend off so he will resume his therapy on Monday.

Where do we go from here??????????

Stay tuned!

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Thank you Tim DiMarco for filling us all in of the events from Thursday.

In case some of you didn't know Tim was our best man when Dean and I married almost 14 years ago.

I almost can't believe today is Saturday. The time I have at the hospital now is just about reserved for weekends only.

Well today I again find myself at a loss for words without even a song in my repertoire to express the amount of fear that I feel for Dean and our family, especially since it appears that, ready or not, Dean will be coming home on July 30.

At some point early on in this journey it occurred to me that maybe what we had just been through was the easy part and that the hard part of this journey was yet to come. And as July 30 approaches I feel the weight of what this could possibly mean and the changes and adjustments that still lie ahead for us.

Until next we meet.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Wednesday, July 8

I saw Dean this evening and he was looking comfy cozy and ready for mimi. Not a long visit because of the drive time.

Good night ya all...

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Tuesday, July 7

Can you believe the 4th of July has come and gone. Incredible!

Kudos to Uncle Jim for so eloquently keeping us posted on Deano's continued progress. Deano is really doing some amazing work in his recovery process right now.

Oh in case you hadn't noticed I am back ("She's back"). In case you were wondering, this is what happened (metaphorically speaking, of course).

As I was jogging along looking forward to another milestone (was it 11 - I believe it was and if not let us just say it was for sake of argument). Anyway, as I was jogging along I slipped and fell upon the tiniest of pebbles. And you know it always amazes me that it is the tiniest ones that seem to do the most damage. Isn't that funny like ironic or maybe just funny like funny. So I decided to sit on the curb for a bit while I contemplated my plans for completing this race. And the timing couldn't be more perfect because just as this happened Jim and Mia, magically arrived in town. And now they have flown back home with my little one in tow (well not really so little).

So I am up and running again.

From what I hear and not from the horse's mouth, Riley is having a fabulous time. He is doing what a 9 year old should be doing during the summer. And according to Riley it isn't normal if he has not flown somewhere at least twice a year. Riley is swimming both at Grandma May's and at the YMCA with Jim and his family. Jim and Bonnie have Riley and Mia signed up for some swim lessons so they can use the pool slide. He spent most of Sunday playing with Larry's boys (his cousins) Elliott, Preston and Max. I tell you the kid is in seventh heaven. According to Riley he will be in Seattle for 3 weeks.

So much going on behind the scenes with and for Deano right now. His tentative release date from LBM is July 30, 2009 and as of right now I am not exactly sure what that looks like.

Today, Dr. Huang started to administer the Sinemet in hopes that this will stimulate some form of language from Deano. They are also currently working on some other forms. There is a keyboard that they are trying to obtain for Deano. With the use of this keyboard you type in what message you want relayed and the computer says what you type. The user can pick the voice and everything. In a couple of days, provided there is no adverse reaction to the Sinemet then they will start the Ritalin.

Dean and I spend alot of time laughing and I can see that he really is trying to speak.

I will be delivering clean laundry and some reading glasses to the hospital tomorrow and checking up on Deano and will let you know what is happening.

P.S. We did have a nice 4th of July visit with Mark and Karen - lots of laughs. Hey Mark if you get a chance can you call me regarding the matter we discussed.

P.S.S. Tim DiMarco you are due in town tomorrow. Any plans and when are you headed back home.

P.S.S.S. Thanks to the Seattle Namba's for taking in Riley with so much love and patience.

Friday, July 3, 2009

right-sided progress



Hello again from Long Beach,

It was an oddly traffic-free day, this day before the official holiday. Our group consisted of Teri, Riley, Miya and myself. We arrived earlier today and got to observe Deano working with his occupational therapist, Marianna. She and Dean achieved a major breakthrough, Dean began exercising his right arm today for the first time. It was a simple push/pull with his hand attached to a pvc frame to guide his motion, but he was able to accomplish the task on his own!!!

Next, she asked for one of Dean's favorite songs and Teri said "My Funny Valentine". So Marianna asked Dean to sing it for her and Dean mouthed several lines from the song - his longest attempt to vocalize yet.

Later, when Venus, the physical therapist, had her session with Dean, she strapped him into a support system so he could walk on the treadmill and begin to regain the feeling of supporting himself.

the weekend promises to be a quiet one, simply because of the holiday and the fact that the staff, as dedicated as they are, are people too, with lives away from the hospital. Next week, Dean will most likely undergo a swallow test/x-ray to make sure his throat has healed properly as he prepares to switch to eating his nutrition, rather than having it delivered through the stomach port. In fact, he is getting his meals now as single injections instead of a constant drip, to stretch his stomach and further simulate getting a normal meal.

Dean will also begin receiving 2 medications on a trial basis to see if they can stimulate his recovery. One will be focused on the vocal side and the other will be more for his physical side. Neither drug is officially sanctioned for these purposes but have shown in some patients to have good results. Keep your fingers crossed...

Well, Miya, Riley and I are off to Seattle tomorrow, leaving Teri to shoulder the burden on her own for a bit this summer. Please let her and Dean know they are not alone on this long journey. Thanks to those of you who have been able to visit (Cornelius was spotted playing chess with Dean and Ed dropped of a book for Dean to read).

Several mileposts have been seen in the rear view mirror this week and many more are on the horizon.

Enjoy the 4th,

Jim

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Hi All,

Guest Blogger Jim back on line.

Today we saw Dean working with Venus, his PT. During the portion I witnessed, she had him scoot along the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor and his torso upright. His goal was to get to the end of the bed. Once there, with assistance, he stood up and pivoted to place his back to the wall. With his heels against the wall, his task was to shift his balance from his right to his left, alternately supporting himself on one side and then the other. Even though he responded yes when asked if he was tired, he wanted to continue with the exercise until the set was complete. Afterwards, he was to scoot back down to the center of the 'bed' and lay himself down with both feet off the bed. First he lifted his left leg and then he was told to lift his right leg with a bent knee. He was almost able to bring it up onto the bed without assistance (if he had been wearing his shoes, he probably would have had enough clearance to complete the command).

At this, I took the kids down to the cafeteria for ice cream and when we met up with Dean in his room, we started up the poker game again, this time with chips rather than the push tacks. The game shifted from 5 card draw to 7 card stud, in order to up the complexity of the situation. Dean gave the kids a lesson in how to bet. With one particular hand, Dean had 3 10's in his first 3 cards. He bet 1 chip. The next card paired Riley with 9's...he bet 5 and Dean and Miya saw the bet. The rest of the cards were dealt and Dean consistantly bet a single chip to draw the others into the net. When the cards were revealed, Miya thought she had a chance with 7's & Riley thought he had won with 9's. In fact, Riley started to scoop the pot when Dean flipped over his cards, still with a straight face. It wasn't until Riley figured out that he didn't win that Dean gave his little smirk, another lesson in life for the young man. Soon after, I suggested that perhaps the kids and I should leave and let Dean have a few moments alone to rest and read the newspaper before his next therapy session - to which he eagerly agreed. So off we went to the Long Beach Aquarium (Miya says she likes the Seattle one better).

So tomorrow promises to be another day of hard work and small progressions.

until then,

Jim

PS...I finally ran into some Famous LA traffic. on the way home on the 405, it took 20 minutes to get to LAX. the reader boards said the next 2 miles past the airport would take 20 minutes so I got clever and got off the freeway and over to LAX and then Lincoln. 90 minutes later, we got home in Venice.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Happy July

Hello all,

guest blogger Jim back on duty.

First, I apologize for not posting yesterday. I got back from the hospital after Teri and Riley had gone to bed and I didn't know how to access the blog. I had gone to see how the evening went for Dean and when I got there he was in bed and seemed very comfortable. We had a pleasant conversation without the kids present so it seemed more adult and personal. Earlier, the kids and I had visited when the speech therapist was working on non-verbal communication signals with Dean (and forming an assessment on how to proceed with his therapy. One tip, if you are visiting and Dean makes any type of sound...a cough or a laugh or an 'ahh', please ask him to repeat it and get those vocal cords back in action.) When we left to attend a birthday celebration for a very cute 3 year old niece of Dean, Lauren., Dean was tired and somewhat irritable after his 3 sessions - so it was pleasant to see him in better spitits at the end of the day.

Today, we arrived between his sessions with the therapists and spent the time playing cards. First we played blackjack and rotated dealing between Riley, Miya and Dean. Then we added betting, using push tacks for chips. Dean played his cards and kept an eye on Riley's also, giving him advice on whether to take cards or stay, as well as helping Riley manage the tacks in the middle when Riley was the dealer. Next came 5 card stud. Dean drew and filled small straights on 2 different occaisions. and was the overall pin leader when the game ended.

We were interupted by his nurse, who needed to do some maintenence on his feeding tube/port and set up an IV port. Dean has contracted another infection, this time from his urinary tract and will begin receiving antibiotics again tonight. All visitors to his room need to were gowns and gloves to keep the infection from spreading to the visitors or others at the hospital.

When we got back from lunch, Dean was ready to go to physical therapy. He practiced sitting, standing and taking a single step with his left leg, the key being holding his right knee locked so it can support. Dean is in a kind of catch 22...he needs to use his right side more to gain strength and rebuild his atrophied muscles but he doesn't have the strength to do more work and improve his dexterity. But he is working...the therapist asked Dean to perform certain manuvers and he shook his head no, but on repeated urging, went ahead and did the exercises as originally requested. He is stronger than he thinks he is....and he is getting stronger with each passing day.

that's all the news from Long Beach,

Jim