Days like today are hard. Nothing bad happened, actually nothing really happened at all. We go through our routine and another day that Donna really didn't show the neurologist anything. This is exactly as we have been told to expect, periods of progress and not. Despite that we so expect the progress. She is at 1-1/2 days of breathing mouth and nose only and all is very well. We are told that if this continues into early next week the new small trach may actually be removed. All good. The next big step is associated with her speaking. She hints that she wants to but we wait patiently.
I know that I usually have some anecdote to share but today I really don't. Maybe this is a good way to share how it really feels here. The silence and no change allows all kinds of thoughts and concerns to run through our minds. Think time is hard. We pray it is healing time but we have no idea. Hopefully it makes a difference for tomorrow, a good sleep and then we'll know. We don't know much about what is going on outside the hospital and that really feels ok. Our TV has been on a total of about an hour since the accident, when last Sunday I thought I would try some negative stimulation with Donna and put on the final round of the golf tournament. I expected her to pipe up and say " you have got to be kidding me, held hostage to this!" but she leads me with a good example of patience. Darn.
Till tomorrow and hopefully something more substantial to say,
Bob
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