Good morning, everyone.
Lee and I have had a pretty quiet Christmas. Not much happens on the ward, and her only present was a stuffed kitty to snuggle with. We get out every day to tour around in her wheelchair. I'm getting my exercise, anyway.
She has been sleeping a lot ... enough to worry me, but the nurses keep telling me that it happens sometimes, and that she is much more physically stable than she was. Let her heal, they say.
Yeah, there's that patience thing again... Patc keeps telling me to work on that. I am, but I think I'm a slow kid, because it isn't getting any easier.
Sometimes, she opens her eyes but seems to see right through me... other times, she is so lucid you think that she is finally ready... and then she sees me and goes back in her hole and we have 6 more weeks of winter.
The grandkids have all come around to try waking Nannie up, with not much success. It was hard on the older 2; the littles didn't know what to think, but when told that she's just really tired, they seemed to accept it.
The care here continues to be great. The doc stuck her in an MRI a few days ago to check some things... for those who haven't experienced it, an MRI is LOUD... boy, did that ever wake her up!
More tests today; her trache is out and all healed up, she seems to be swallowing on her own, but the speech paths want to check. They're also going for an EEG, to compare to an earlier one and look for anything unusual.
The nurses in ICU want me to thank you guys for all the cards.. coming from all over the place, all have something on them about figure skating... they thought it was pretty cool.
Lee's boss is coming up today with the box of mail from the school... there will be lots of cards in it. I want Lee to be awake with me while we open them... I want to see her smile when I read the cards and the names to her..
Thanks again for keeping her in your thoughts and prayers... you're good folks; Lee is lucky to have friends like you.
And take care of yourself, because the burden is so very heavy.
