it aint rocket science
Written by patty on November 10th, 2009The same floor. The same chair. Shift change.
I know the rhythms of this ICU. Twenty minutes until the nurses will let me in. Twenty minutes. Until.
It’s just a building. Just a building, a floor, a unit where my mother drew her last labored breath.
This time, I am here with joy in my heart.
My sister’s tumor is gone. History. Dead tissue in a lab somewhere, long gone from her body. Divorced from her brain.
She’s talking. Asking for the dog that’s brought new life to our home since the two of them arrived Saturday night. Moving her arms, legs, fingers, toes.
Healing.
Rumor has it her neurosurgeon is going to write a case study about her. Because my sisters and I, we are strong like you read about in medical journals.
And it ain’t rocket science. But it sure was brain surgery.
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Hooray! Glad you got the post up and extra glad to read it.
(Not that barfing cats aren’t joyous news.)
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So happy to hear that your sister is going to be okay. Here’s hoping for a swift recovery for her.
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Good news!
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This sounds wonderful!
But I am reminded of the rather unusual and non harmful effects of brain surgery- regularly, so look forward to some new “perceptions” maybe and those all will be good!
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Way behind in my reader, so just saw this now …
Wonderful news! Hope she comes home soon …
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