Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Tuesday 3/20 pm

arrived home from the hospital after an eventful day.  I arrived to my mom very awake and alert....sitting up with the support of the bed still on the ventilator....the room was abuzz with people trying to determine when to get this tube out.....my mom was very ready as it was very annoying to her especially being that she was awake.  The decision was made to remove the tube after a blood test and x-ray...blood test done waiting for x-ray....everything takes longer in the hospital so 2 hours later x-ray arrives.  I was not allowed in the room while they were x-raying so I went out to text Christian when I came back in my mom's room was very busy because something was bothering her and they couldn't figure out what....turned out that some how the tube had started to come out by itself - so that just expedited the process and out it came...so 2nd big hurdle DONE.  Now it is onto strengthening her lungs so that she can maintain good oxygen.  There is work involved...it is not going to be easy and I invision some frustration from my mom as we progress.  But we keep telling her that she has to do the work or get the tube back in.  Not an option by the look on her face.

She can talk at a whisper and has her sarcastic comments for us all.  Today her blood pressure was high and they are working to keep that down as the graph needs more time to heal before it gets all that abuse.

Again today I was reminded how lucky my mom was to have made it this far....I found my self thinking that my mom must have met my dad again on that operating table and I could hear him tell her "Lis get your ass back there.....this is not your final final"...and tonight my son Michael said that he thinks that his morfar sent my mom back so that she could keep teaching how to cook the danish good food - so cute.
I know my mom has a long road ahead of her but I also know that she is a feisty lady who doesn't take too much shit from anyone...so I think that she will get through this bitchin along the way and fighting the nurses on all the exercises she is going to have to do.  It is a journey...

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