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“Nice way to wake up,” I snarled at the nurses. From my hard, fold-out chair beside my son’s hospital bed, I saw three nurses and heard Deane crying as they peeled his eyelids back to put eye drops his still sleeping eyes. I fell back in my bed and really felt like I might not … 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
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
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