45 days. Two hospitals. Three ambulance rides. Three collapsed lungs. Four bronchoscopies. Two intubations. One tracheostomy. A bowel infection and countless tube insertions, medicine alterations, litres and litres of mucus and saliva suctioned. And Deane is finally out of the Intensive Care Unit. What has this arduous, emotional and exhausting journey taught us? As much … Continue reading
We’re celebrating an anniversary. It’s been exactly two months since Deane’s surgery. Two months that have taken us from operation to ICU to constant care to rehabilitation. We’ve been through oxygen saturation difficulties to a collapsed lung to hydration and swallowing concerns. There have been five NG tubes shoved up his nose, days of unappetizing … Continue reading
On the way home from the hospital, I fell asleep on the subway. Almost missed my stop. I guess adrenaline will only take you far. Deane is not running on adrenaline. He is, as they say in sports journalism, gutting it out, digging deep and – do I dare say – giving 110%. Today … Continue reading
It’s not wise to go looking for drama when you’re in the hospital. All too often it will find you and it’s not good. But when there aren’t any big developments, it’s hard to know how things are going. That’s how Deane’s fifth day in the hospital has been. It’s not that nothing happened. Late … Continue reading
A queasy feeling churned in the pit of my stomach when I realized my child was being moved to the ICU. At 8 a.m. the night nurse told me Deane had had a fever that spiked in the middle of the night. It had been another night of constant de-sats and suctioning. Within an hour, … Continue reading