Saturday, October 3, 2015
This was the very first day in the ICU. My Dad had come for a visit and he himself has lost a ton of weight lately and I could see he was chilly. Hey could my Dad have a blanket please? I remember asking. She said she wasn't SUPPOSED to-but she would see what she could do. 3 minutes later I see this man BLOOM in the warmth of the warm blanket. Maybe the nicest thing I experienced the entire time.
We're doing chemistry here. Trying to figure out which combination of pain killers, anti-nauseaters, water, ginger ale, food and laxatives are going to turn me back into a person. Not there yet.