Thanks be to God, my husband came home today from his long and challenging journey after having a dissected aorta. He’s a miracle, pure and simple. He’s proof that prayers work, because we had family and friends all over the country plus a few in other parts of the world that were constantly praying for him.
Rehab is not fun. Twice a day, the physical therapists make my hubby get up out of bed (whether he’s napping or not) and make him walk, using the walker. Once a day, the occupational therapist comes in and sometimes makes him walk or hand do exercises. Twice a day, the respiratory therapist comes in and does a breathing treatment on him and then makes him blow on this funny little green thing that makes hooting sounds.
He is doing so much better! He still has a long road ahead of him. I’ve been going to the hospital daily, after I get our teen out the door for school. We have breakfast and lunch together (the hospital sends me a courtesy tray). I leave and pick up the teen and we return to the hospital; then hubby and I have supper together and we leave around 7 p.m.
Today I woke up feeling like I couldn’t speak and I made an appointment with the nurse practitioner; my family doctor didn’t have any openings for appointments. Then I called back to ask if I was contagious – I didn’t have a fever, so maybe I wasn’t. When the secretary asked the doctor’s nurse, the nurse asked who was calling. When the secretary told her it was me, the nurse said for me NOT to go to the hospital, that I needed to come in to see the doctor ASAP. Nice 🙂
Anyway, I have a sinus infection and thankfully not strep; my throat is sore from the drainage (sorry if that’s TMI!). Doctor Altom gave me an antibiotic and strict orders to stay away from the hospital for 48 hours. So, I’ve gone to the library for a ton of books and will REST for a couple of days. Sounds like a nice idea 🙂
Anyway, that’s my update! God is good.
It’s Friday, the end of another week. Thank God, life is calmer for the Burke family. My husband has been transferred to our local hospital for rehabilitation. After spending three weeks and one day in the cardiovascular ICU and then two days in surgery rehab, he’s in our home town.
It’s a bit ironic that the word prompt for this week is ordinary. Nothing has been normal; our lives have been anything but ordinary since September 17, 2013.
Now, it’s time for my husband to begin to learn a new normal, to get back on his feet; for our family to get back to our lives. He’s now in our local hospital, for maybe three or four weeks, where he’ll get stronger and become more stable on his feet and then be able to come home.
I’ve never thought of us as anything other than ordinary but these past few days have shown me that we are all very strong and determined. Our strength has come from God, that’s my only explanation. His extraordinary love has carried us through this journey.
I am home from the hospital, just for the night. It was so difficult to walk out of the cardiovascular ICU but I know that my teen needs me; there are things that I need to take care of; my husband is in good hands. They’re not my hands, but the nurses and his surgeon are watching over him. Better yet, God is with him.
This week, I’m joining Lisa Jo and the gang over at Five Minute Friday <- click for the rules and join in the fun.
The word prompt for this week is WRITE.
Write? I can barely think straight tonight; am not sure that anything I write will make any sense to anyone else, but here I go…
I’ve always loved to read and write. My brother is two years older than me, so when he was in kindergarten and first grade learning to read, I sat beside him and learned to read at the same time. It seems as though I’ve always known how to read and have always loved to write. While I was in college, I took all of the literature courses and writing courses I could. I love language and love writing. Makes sense that I have a blog, doesn’t it?
I realized the other day while resting in the hospital with another Christian novel (chick lit, according to hubby), that I should have started to journal the incredible nights and days that I’ve spent in the hospital with my husband. There’s no way I could have written much during the first 36 hours, though. I was in shock and couldn’t have written anything that made sense.
Maybe once he’s home or at least in the rehab hospital, I can slow my brain down enough to write about this amazing, incredible, miraculous journey that we’ve been on.
It’s been two weeks plus one day since my husband’s aortic rupture. Yesterday and today, he’s started standing and taking steps. It’s very challenging for him; it’s hard for me to see him struggling so 😦
The good news is that the surgeon told us this morning that as soon as he’s more mobile and eating better (he just started on pureed foods this morning), hubby can move to another floor and out of CVICU. Then – in a few more days, he can come to the local hospital for rehab. He may need to be in there for quite some time but thankfully it’s in town and not an hour away like right now. I’ve not spent the night at home since this happened. Yes, I’ve made trips home for clothing and medicine, etc., but the longest I’ve been away from his side has been maybe six hours?
So, I pray for his strength…for his body and spirit to grow stronger. He told the physical therapist this morning that he’s amazed to feel so weak. But, hey, he was in a medical coma for over a week, so it’s to be expected that he’s weak.
The surgeon’s partner was in this weekend and called Ron a mini-miracle. Mini? No, I call him a major-miracle! The Lord is good!
He’s still in cardiovascular ICU and will be there for quite a while. This morning, he passed another breathing test, but they’re still concerned that he could get pneumonia. They’re having to suction his lungs often (sorry if that’s TMI!) and that looks so uncomfortable 😦
He was alert this morning and squeezed my hand and was able to nod his head “YES” and shake it “NO” when the nurses or I asked him questions. When I had to move to the opposite side of the bed so that the nurses could fix his IVs, he tried to turn his head toward me. I keep telling him how proud I am of him. He’s a fighter 🙂
Am taking a breather right now at the local library; can use their computer for $1 for 2 hours. The nurses have my cell phone number and I’m just 5 minutes from the hospital.
So, please keep praying for us if you would – I definitely appreciate it.Thanks!
I haven’t posted since forever and here’s why: my husband had a ruptured aorta and had to have emergency surgery on Tuesday night; he’s still in Cardiovascular ICU attached to a ventilator and now on dialysis. Things are very serious. The surgeon who operated said that 50% of patients don’t even make it to the hospital, so that’s our first miracle.
He’s doing much better than the surgeon expected and that’s our second miracle. My son is up here with me and we’ve been in to visit Ron this morning. The nurse said he’s stable…all is well for now.
I would appreciate any and all prayers for my family, especially for my beloved husband.