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New Year’s Non-Resolution

Happy New Year! Our family celebrated New Year’s Eve in our son’s room in the orthopaedic unit of the rehabilitation hospital that will be his home for the next couple of months. He fell asleep about 11:30. Our daughter watched a live streaming of the count down with us. Unlike other years, there was no … Continue reading

The power of positive distractions

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

TGIF

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

Rolling on to rehab

“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

On the bumpy road to recovery

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

I don’t care how you say it

My first encounter with disability was in elementary school. My school was in the same building as  the Metro School for the Deaf. For the most part, the schools – as far as I knew – functioned independently. The “deaf kids,” as we called them, played mainly in the south end of the school yard, … Continue reading

Every breakthrough helps

I woke up yesterday morning to a story on the radio about a man in a vegetative state – a term that makes me uneasy – who had been able to communicate with his doctors through brain scans. The man had been left “severely brain damaged” – more uneasiness – after a car crash. He … Continue reading

How was your summer?

I’ve been asked this innocent question many times in the last couple of days. My standard answer has been that it was good. Why wouldn’t it have been good? I was lucky enough to spend most of it at the cottage with the kids, getting lots of time with my extended family, eating way too … Continue reading