Having a stroke is surreal and isolating in so many ways. It’s also frustrating. And in hospital those feelings are magnified tenfold because you are cut off from your own world and you can do nothing about it. It’s a hard place to imagine being in. You are left trapped in a bed with your own thoughts for the majority of the day and night. You can only lie there and watch the staff and visitors all buzzing about, chatting and laughing away to their hearts content. You can liken it to being in an empty room, strapped into chair, with nothing but a telly on with the sound muted.
It’s a hard place to be in and an even harder place to climb out of. And it is a long hard climb out. It takes years and it’s not easy. It is like wading through molasses.
And it is very much two steps forwards, one step back. Progress is like watching paint dry, only slower.
But not all progress is visible to the naked eye. The majority of it is being made internally. Wiring has to be repaired, signalling redirected, remapping the brain etc etc. Needless to say, all vital internal organs will get top priority, his brain being the top most priority because he also had a craniotomy. His brain has an awful lot of work to do!
Time is at a standstill for him, but as he starts reconnecting with his limbs it will gradually pick up pace a bit. Certainly once he’s home again, surrounded by all that’s familiar to him, he will be more encouraged. Its just that right now, he hasn’t even got a kitchen to go to, to even attempt to get himself a drink. In hospital he is both limited and restricted in what he can attempt to do.
After just 5 days in hospital I was ready to crawl out if they didn’t release me
Fortunately my hubby came and wheeled me out instead. But then, my stroke wasn’t severe. Your hubby needs a lot more care than I did. But once home he’ll be more inclined to test and push his limits and you will have to strain yourself, to stand by and let him. It is the only way.
I think the nurses were glad to see me go​:laughing: I gave them a few more grey hairs when I got caught trying walk by leaning over my wheely table one day
Well, I had one good arm and leg so thought I could just push myself along with the good leg and steer with the good arm, simple.
Not as easy in practice when you’ve had a stroke though. Just getting out of the bed was fête in itself, but I did it
But I was exhausted for the rest of the day. Just the thought process that went into planning that little excursion was mentally draining let alone the physical aspect of it 
Your hubby does have a moutain to climb, but he will do it. He’s strong, he’s a survivor or he wouldn’t have survived the op let alone the past 4 months. He needs to stop feeling like a patient, less like an invalid and start feeling more of person in his right. And that’s the tricky bit when you’re stuck in hospital surrounded by invalids
Do you even know yet when he might be able to come home?
Lorraine