So from Friday , uncle Charlie has made somewhat of a miraculous recovery! From being called to his bedside on Saturday morning, expecting to say goodbye, to today, intensive are saying they are looking for a ward for him. So yeah, pretty amazing!
The first night he woke up, he knew who I was. He was holding my hand, laughing, let me kiss his head. Yesterday, he wouldn't even contemplate letting me near him. When we went in first thing, he seemed tired and kept telling me to go! I thought he was just tired. The. Last night he just refused to even let me near him and seemed really distressed I was in there, so I came out. My family kept telling me it was because he wouldn't like me to see him like that. The. Today he was laughing and joking, sitting up. Then I went in and he flat out told me he didn't know who I was or know even know a sophie. He told me I'd better go and shooed his hand towards the door! Obviously I was so upset even the nurse came out. She said it was really common and he should recover from it soon. But we've always been ridiculously close so it was really upsetting. He knows all my other family members! 😩 Has anyone else experienced anything like this ??