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“Thanks,” I said and I meant it, but it didn’t sound that way. I was trying to be appreciative of people doing their job with the best of intentions. But the tone of my voice was frustrated, angry, even sarcastic. The problem was I didn’t like what they were saying. In their opinion my son had shown … Continue reading
When my children were infants, there was no more important issue than sleep. Any conversation among parents of newborns eventually circled around to sleep – the baby’s constantly changing habits and the parents’ lack of it. The debates among proponents of different approaches – co-sleeping, letting babies cry it out or no method at all … Continue reading
My son got transferred to a rehabilitation hospital today – two weeks less a day after his hip surgery. I wrote in my last post that this would be a great Christmas present. After another rough night, the nurse came in at 6:30 and said she was going ot take out Deane’s IV because the … Continue reading
It was quiet day after a frustratingly restless night. Some wonderful pre-Christmas visits from friends and family helped pass the time in an increasingly empty wing of the hospital. The word from the staff here is that we are a go to transfer tomorrow, but there seems to be some confusion about whether the transfer … Continue reading
Today was a day about building on gains. The medical establishment isn’t happy with a spark here and peek there of the person before surgery. It wants you on solidly on the road back to your regular self with your regular routine. So today was about eating and drinking more. There really wasn’t much else on … Continue reading
I am not prone to happy dances. But then again, it’s been a rather unusual 10 days. What had me grooving by myself in my son’s hospital room was the sight of Deane slowly, stiffly raising his cup to his mouth and sucking back some milk. After a rough night in which Deane had been … Continue reading
So I finally asked the doctor what it would take for us to get out of the hospital. Only today did I feel we were close enough to the end to ask what hurdles remained. In general, medical staff – the doctors, nurses, specialists – talk about the immediate, which test needs to be done … Continue reading
“Now the hard work begins.” I couldn’t believe I was saying this to my son who had just spent the last week struggling to breathe with a collapsed lung. He has had tubes stuck down his throat and up his nose to suction the secretions out of his lungs at all times of the day … Continue reading
Deane transferred out of the ICU today. He went more than 24 hours without any assistance breathing so as far as intensive care was concerned, their job was done. At about 1:30, Deane rode his bed through the back halls of the hospital up to the orthopaedic floor. This is the goal for which Deane … Continue reading
It was a long day. Deane found it long. I found it long. It wasn’t because it was traumatic. It wasn’t even hard. In fact, Deane made it look easy. At morning rounds, the nurse reported that Deane had been off his oxygen mask for a total of 6.5 hours yesterday. The doctor suggested we … Continue reading
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