I want to thank you, first, for this thread. It’s been incredibly educational, amazingly inspirational, and secondly, it might just save my Dad’s life.
Seven months and 1 day ago, my Dad fell out of his truck and suffered a C4-C5 injury.
He was in ICU for . . . Geez. . I’m not even sure anymore. . . 12 or 14 days, maybe longer-not as long as you were, but long enough. At first he was intubated, then not, then intubated, then not, then intubated again- eventually he was trached, and now he’s finally breathing. He’s had pneumonia twice. So back to ICU twice. Later, he had shingles, but that was just for fun.
The biggest problem, so it seemed, turned out to be that his spine was bruised, not severed. And like any bruise, it got bigger before it got smaller. So, the Doc’s didn’t operate for days, because the worry was that if they fixed the vertebrate it would allow his spine to swell. And the swelling of his spine might just swell enough shut down his lungs.
So. . . He was completely immobilized for a couple weeks and ended up with a pressure sore on his tail bone we’ve been fighting ever since.
Because of the pneumonia, he was originally sent to an Acute Care facility (LTAC). That place was wonderful. He got speech therapy, needed because of both his original injury and because of the multiple intubations. Speech therapy double’s as swallow therapy, I’m told, and vice versa, so there was some hope he could eat again.
He got physical therapy- pretty aggressive, too. At one point he was lifting one pound weights. No dexterity, but certainly movement and strength.
And, he had a bed like you have! Bad ass bed! No constant turning!
But then. . . He stabilized. Good news, you’d think. But no. Once he stabilized he wasn’t officially sick enough to stay in the LTAC, so he got shipped to a nursing home. (I don’t have the time, the skill, or the money to take him home with me. I’d make the time, and learn the skills, but I still wouldn’t have the money).
Since he’s been there he’s had no speech/swallow therapy. Hasn’treally eaten since late October. I brought him ice cream once, but the Docs put the kibosh on that. He had no PT for the first month, and now has contractures in both knees and his only “working” elbow. And I bitch and moan. . . And bitch and moan . . And get put off. . .the excuse is always the pressure sore.
I suppose he’s safe there, but he doesn’t get the care or therapy he really needs. He doesn’t have the cool bed. I offered to buy the bed (my brother and I would finance it), but the place won’t allow it due to warranty/maintenance issues.
When I say you might save his life, it’s because I wasn’t aware pneumonia kills most quads. The LTAC was constantly giving him RT. Percussion and help coughing- forced coughing. I’ve never seen this nursing home do that. I’ve been, we’ve all been, more worried about the pressure sore.
So, I have a meeting with the powers that be in the morning, and I certainly plan to bring respiratory care up.
It’s a sad place, where he is. I’m there twice a day to visit my Pops, butI rarely see families visiting the other residents. You’re truly blessed, as you know, to have your family.
Thanks again for this thread. I might read some of of to Pops one day. He’s 71 years old, so I’ll leave out the same parts I’d leave out if I was reading to my 11 year old nephew 
If you ever find yourself in southern NM, look me up. I’d love for a young, pretty girl to tell my Popsicle that all is not lost.
Lastly, I have no advice re: Zombies. Personally, I plan to submit, but I imagine that’s not for everyone.