WHEN I WAS A BOY I spent every summer in the Adirondacks at a sleep-away camp on Lake George, not far from Ticoderoga, New York. It was a welcome respite from Manhattan in the summer, and was a much-needed break from life at home. One of the highlights of camp (and there were many) was…
As I mentioned in my earlier post from today, I had an encouraging meeting this morning with the medical team. When I got to the hospital at 10:00 this morning for the meeting, Mary Elizabeth was out of bed and seated in a chair. She was alert and looking around. I fished her glasses out…
We’re coming up on a full week of awareness and interaction. I got to the hospital this afternoon and found Mary Elizabeth sound asleep. I’ve seen this before and usually she’s very hard to wake up and I wind up sitting quietly while she sleeps. But this afternoon, a few minutes later she opened her…
Well, Mary Elizabeth finally had her surgery this afternoon. After all that delaying, it was pretty anticlimactic – just a relocation of the EVD, and an all-new haircut. After a lovely dinner last night with Peter, an old friend from high school who’s visiting London from Barcelona, I had a long, difficult day today. Getting back…
Today was another quiet day for Mary Elizabeth. Although the nurses said she was responsive earlier in the day, I wasn’t able to get any reaction from her. She was far from sleepy however, spending most of the time I was there moving her left arm around, and attempting to free herself from some of the…
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