Last night they brought me a reclining chair and I was able to stay in the icu room with J. It was so important that I get to do that. I am so grateful for the family that surrounds me during the day, even if there are those times that I want some time with just us, thats what makes the nights so important. I am able to be with her and that is good. I can talk to her and pray for her and read to her.
Blood level is up but still not where it’s supposed to be. I am also concerned because she is starting to swell up a little bit. This really scares me, they tell me that she is swelling up because of all the “product” that they are giving her. They also told me that it is going to get worse before it gets better because she can’t walk around.
Why do things have to get worse before they get better? Why do things have to get worse at all?
I want to hear her voice, I want to see her smile, I want to hold her hand and have her hold mine back. I want to drive her to work today and pick her up from work tonight. I just want my family back as a whole.
More to come as the day wears on when I talk to the Dr’s i’ll let you know