Today was a good day. They finally gave my mom Haldal (sp?) last night. It is an anti-psycotic drug. She slept all night and was calm all day today. It's super frustrating that she had to be so uncomfortable all day when all it takes is a little shot. It's a strong drug though and it was the doctors last resort. When I got there this afternoon PT was getting her out of bed to put her on a board that helps her stand up. They strap her at her waist and chest to help her hold her weight. They wanted her to shift her weight from hip to hip and tried to get her to do somethings with her arms. She didn't do very well. But than when it is just us in the room with her she will do things we ask her to. So we don't know if she is just wondering why they are asking her to do things that seem silly or if she really can't get the connections through. I spent an hour trying to comb her hair out. What a mess!! She's going to have to have it cut off, short. It is so tangled at the base of her neck from her brace that there is no way to we will ever get it untangled. Plus the front of her head is shaved from where they had the ICP monitor. My poor momma.