imgresI was going to add another few “RollercoasterRoalercoaster” just to see how long of a title you can put into this blog before it decides to cut it off itself. Well, that is one reason. The other reason is that Pádraig’s ride must be a Guinness-Book-of-Records roller coaster ride.

Today, it was up. – Was it because I was all on my own with him? My Karma?

When I arrived today, I had a long chat with the Occupational Therapist, they call themselves Ergotherapists here. She explained to me that Pádraig is getting 45 minutes a day of Physiotherapy/Occupational Therapy and respiratory therapy – each. Physio and OT are given simultaneously, as there is not much difference between the two for patients such as Pádraig. She also told me that a ‘Schiene’, I think it’s called a ‘splint’ in English, arrived today for each of Pádraig’s lower arms, wrists, and hands – though they had to return one of them as it did not fit properly. Take note: these splints had been *made* especially for him. And then somebody had checked and returned them, so that they would be re-done. The anti-thrombosis stockings which – take note – are also *made* especially for him are not ready yet either but should arrive within a few days…

karma_has_no_deadlineSo I had close to five hours ahead. We started with some music. Then it was time for a turn during which I went out for a break. Back in, I did a few simple hand and arm exercises with him. Then I read him out some news from home.  I noticed some trembling in his lower arms. He was sitting up in his bed, with his back almost as high up as it would be in the Thekla. His arms folded into the centre. One over the other. The trembling came from the enormous effort he made to lift his lower left arm.

He then did what we had not seen before: when I asked and encouraged him to lift his arm higher, that’s what he did, with his hand reaching up to his upper chest. I then asked him to lower it back again and to rest it a little. Then I asked him to do this again. He did it again. And a third; and a fourth; and a fifth time. With breaks in between. When I asked him to move his tongue out, he did it too – not too far out, but enough to disperse any doubt that he had moved it by accident. He did this a few times too.

I know, this is tiny, in the big scheme. I know, it was not my karma either that made him do this (imagine: me and karma). He was just up on the roller coaster. But I was with him. And from up there, we could see beyond the horizon. And what a wonderful, wonderful sight it was!

It was Happy Birthday all over again.

Finally, a short note on an event that friends in Iona are organizing for Pádraig. Please let your friends and family know about this, and join if you feel like having a cup of coffee with some friends on Sunday!

16 February Coffee Morning for Patrick (Pádraig) Schäler
Aideen Cassidy
12h00 – 15h00
26 Iona Drive
Dublin 9

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Today’s German Music Tip
Sting sings Brecht, Die Moritat vom Räuber Mackie Messer, Music by Kurt Weill, Dreigroschenoper.

What’s hot
Roller Coaster
What’s cold
Up
The German word/phrase/verse of the day
Winter Barbecue

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