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This is the start of day 3 back at our temporary home by the sea, and I have fully entered the vortex of Jim’s healing care. Day one was spent in quiet panic on my part: If left unattended, will he wander off to the often-busy street in front of our house? How much can…
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They say that brain injury is the “hidden injury” in that a person looks “normal” after the trauma. And that is so true in the case of my Jim: When I woke this morning to his familiar face, I loved what I saw. And then the day got going, and from the start, as he wandered with 3 pairs of pants in his hands, and one sock on his foot, and refused my help to get dressed, I saw how much he has changed. It’s going to take a lot of time and patience to establish a “new normal.” Hooboy.
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While Jim’s brain is healing, there are some things I want you to know. Not sure why I want you to know–perhaps it will give you insight into a process of just one person among millions of people the world over who are healing from something, and one of millions of caregivers who are an…
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The dark gray Bellingham morning didn’t promote wakefulness. Jim slept 18 miles away in a semi-private room at St Joseph’s Inpatient rehabilitation center, and I pried my self loose from bed and one of the first good night’s rest in 17 days. I wandered around the house, trying to remember what I promised to bring…
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It should be the end of Jim’s 2 hospital stays. He’s restless and so am I. But instead of planning our escape from the cardiology ward jail to rehab 2 hours away, we are playing the waiting game. In short, his prothrombin time or pro-time or International Normalized Ratio–INR– is not within a therapeutic range…
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It’s another day at Swedish hospital in Seattle. Another day wondering what is next for my guy Jim. Will he be alert and witty? Confused and upset? What games do I have to play to get him to “behave ” and not just jump up and, IV pole careening behind him, go for the bathroom…
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I’m ending a long, long day in my room in the Cherry Hill Inn: aka the fifth floor of Swedish hospital, Cherry Hill Campus, Seattle. I started the day after a long night with a frustrated , exhausted Jim, and an hour’s worth of sleep. Shuffle into the humble kitchen for coffee injection, and the…
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I am sitting on a kingsized bed in a nice hotel near downtown Seattle–the stay is a gift from my wonderful in-laws. Last night’s glass of merlot sits next to a yet unread NY Times my son gifted me last Sunday. I am not relishing the hotel stay though, because a key element is missing…
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Hello from our Bellingham, Washington bayside home, where two young eagles are sitting and sulking in a tree outside my window, probably wondering where their next meal will come now that the parents kicked them out of the nest. Youngsters: always hungry! Anyway, I’ve been wanting to let you all know what I am up…
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Now that we are settling (at least for the moment) into this house by the sea, I am finally catching my breath, and harvesting what I have accumulated over the last months of traveling, discovering, thinking, dreaming. I am harvesting the collective wisdom I gleaned from the folks I met along the road, and even…
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