12/05/2023
This, from my strong, beautiful daughter-in-law. She's an ICU nurse, which can be both a gift and curse in a situation like this. She gives me strength every day:
It was sunny earlier. I sit by this window because it is peaceful. It’s not crowded in the waiting room, there are few around me other than health care providers which honestly I derive more comfort from being around them than being with other families. The sounds of the hospital are comforting, explainable, predictable and routine. Today has been exactly that. Routine. No major changes, I have been able to keep the air in my lungs. We have needed this. But with no major changes, comes the overarching possibility that changes can occur. New treatments, another intervention. I wait... I pray for more routine and less excitement for the rest of the day.
