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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
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
My husband and I sat by Deane’s bed yesterday afternoon and read the many, many amazing messages that we have received conveying warm thoughts and prayers for Deane. We can’t begin to express how much this means to us. Knowing that there are so many people, some of whom are friends of friends we have … 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
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