Hi folks. I know it's 8pm, so I'm throwing you all off schedule, but I figured you'd want to know.
She's still in ICU because insurance hasn't given clearance yet. Oh insurance, never in a hurry. We've cleared out all of our stuff, taken our CD's, emptied the closet of all wine and wine accoutrements. The party is over. When we left her tonight, she was breathing happily on her own, ball in hand with the blinds open to another beautiful sunset. Some of you have asked why she can't just stay at the hospital. Trust me, we're asking the same. No matter how much they love us there (or say they love us), the answer is that she's "too healthy" but not quite ready for rehab. So we're in purgatory stage. We don't know when (or if) we're going to Holy Family tomorrow, but I would bet we'll be heading that way in the afternoon.
It's going to be hard to wave goodbye to Disney World, but as I'm my mother's daughter I have big plans to spruce up her next room. When Pam's eyes open she will see magic, not a pee-yellow hospital wall.
Don't fret, I'll continue to blog. I would never dare leave you all on the edge of your seats. Many of you have asked what you can do to help. Here's the thing. I think this next couple of weeks will be harder than these first two because our adrenaline is gone and we're sure as shit not in Kansas anymore (sorry Ms. Garland). We're tired. Mom's tired. And she's about to be super frustrated. That might be an understatement. No, that's definitely an understatement. The kracken is about to be awoken.
The encouragement, the support, the love - we will need it now more than ever.
You got it baby. Don't doubt for a minute that people are sending their love and concern and wishing we could hug you, day and night. All hoping for whatever glimmers of good news each day may bring.
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