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Monday at St. Mary's
I am happy to report that the nurses saved my little roll- in fold-up bed for me. Comfortable enough, though it's just plain hard to sleep away from home.
Loren got the nursing staff to put a "Do Not Wake Patient Before 8:00" sign on his door. That gives me time to get up, wash hair in sink (a short hairstyle being crucial for this endeavor) and get some breakfast before doctors start their rounds. This morning I decided to go sensible: scrambled eggs, honeydew melon, and cranberry bran muffin. Wasn't I a good little girl? The eggs are not that great. In fact, I have my suspicions that they are not real eggs at all.
Got back and Loren was still sleeping, so, by the light of the IV pumps, I could just manage to read some printouts on asthma I had brought from home. I guess with this many kids, one has to expect illness to strike in some form or another. I only hope none of the children have inherited Loren's cardiomyopathy.
We went to the support group for transplant patients today. It's kind of an ordeal since they have to get a special wheelchair with a heart monitor and a post where they screw on the IV pole. Went by way of X-Ray, since they take them Mondays and Thursdays. This support group meets weekly at four o'clock, and is made up of those who have had kidney, heart, lung and sometimes multiples of those organs transplanted. There are usually a couple of people like Loren, who are awaiting transplant, but mostly it consists of those who have already had the experience, some going back as many as 10 years. It is an interesting place to ask questions about what will take place and get the real lowdown. But, it can be very draining emotionally too. It is just too overwhelming right now for Loren to speak up, so I did the introductions and asked a few questions.
Right in the middle of group they wheeled in a young man who had just had a double lung transplant within the past week. It just makes you shiver to think of what people are going through. He left early, but gave a clear testimony to his faith in Jesus Christ as being the thing that got him through it all. A lot of people echoed his sentiments.
Still, they do not have the same situation that we do. Mostly, they are the grandparent types (or soon to be) and do not have the concern of children in the home. The have the "luxury" of just being able to concentrate on what is right there, right then. They encouraged me to think of all the things we will be able to do together as a family once Loren is better. That's true, but it doesn't give me back the time I am missing right now with my two year old. That doesn't help me teach the kids I am (was) working with in school. They just don't understand. But they are all very sweet, anyway.
Well, Loren has handed me a list of the movies he wants to check out from the hospital library. It looks to be 35 or 40. Guess we'd better get started.
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Loren got the nursing staff to put a "Do Not Wake Patient Before 8:00" sign on his door. That gives me time to get up, wash hair in sink (a short hairstyle being crucial for this endeavor) and get some breakfast before doctors start their rounds. This morning I decided to go sensible: scrambled eggs, honeydew melon, and cranberry bran muffin. Wasn't I a good little girl? The eggs are not that great. In fact, I have my suspicions that they are not real eggs at all.
Got back and Loren was still sleeping, so, by the light of the IV pumps, I could just manage to read some printouts on asthma I had brought from home. I guess with this many kids, one has to expect illness to strike in some form or another. I only hope none of the children have inherited Loren's cardiomyopathy.
We went to the support group for transplant patients today. It's kind of an ordeal since they have to get a special wheelchair with a heart monitor and a post where they screw on the IV pole. Went by way of X-Ray, since they take them Mondays and Thursdays. This support group meets weekly at four o'clock, and is made up of those who have had kidney, heart, lung and sometimes multiples of those organs transplanted. There are usually a couple of people like Loren, who are awaiting transplant, but mostly it consists of those who have already had the experience, some going back as many as 10 years. It is an interesting place to ask questions about what will take place and get the real lowdown. But, it can be very draining emotionally too. It is just too overwhelming right now for Loren to speak up, so I did the introductions and asked a few questions.
Right in the middle of group they wheeled in a young man who had just had a double lung transplant within the past week. It just makes you shiver to think of what people are going through. He left early, but gave a clear testimony to his faith in Jesus Christ as being the thing that got him through it all. A lot of people echoed his sentiments.
Still, they do not have the same situation that we do. Mostly, they are the grandparent types (or soon to be) and do not have the concern of children in the home. The have the "luxury" of just being able to concentrate on what is right there, right then. They encouraged me to think of all the things we will be able to do together as a family once Loren is better. That's true, but it doesn't give me back the time I am missing right now with my two year old. That doesn't help me teach the kids I am (was) working with in school. They just don't understand. But they are all very sweet, anyway.
Well, Loren has handed me a list of the movies he wants to check out from the hospital library. It looks to be 35 or 40. Guess we'd better get started.
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