Saturday, September 18, 2010

Life in slow motion

Even though the days seem to fly by I feel as though life is in slow motion. Wish there was a button to push for that.
Here is a photo of our good friend, Rich & his younger daughter Erika. She has been staying with me since the wedding and made the days a lot brighter and easier to handle. I don't know why there seems to be a double photo showing in many of these pics but it's all I can do lately to get up and function like a zombie throughout the days.
Roger is still in CICU. He has had so many problems. One after the other. Mostly breathing and infections. He is now off the breathing tube and infection free. Hoping to get him out of this unit and in to a regular room sometime soon. His initial surgery is healing well but I spend the days feeling as though I'm sitting on pins and needles waiting for the hammer to fall again. He does have a lot of confusion and what is called hospital psychosis. Trouble figuring out night and day and such.
I awoke yesterday with the feeling that I needed to do something very un-hospital like. I took Erika to the Cheesecake Factory for lunch and Michaels craft store. It was busy and noisy as usual but it was good to get out and enjoy an hour away. After that we went over to see Roger before it started to get dark. I have a problem driving at night. I can do it but it's not my favorite thing and I'm getting uncomfortable with it. Now that the fall is setting in and days are shorter there won't be many trips after sundown.
Roger's brother Bob has been stopping by the hospital on his way home from work. He is finished with his series of rabies shots now and hopefully we will not encounter another icky bat around here for a long while. That was one expensive bat bite.
Erika likes old movies so we are watching some she hasn't seen. The other night we watched "White Heat" with James Cagney on TMC and last night I pulled out my DVD of the old Joan Crawford soap opera "Mildred Pierce"
I have to go and do some errands now and certainly do some laundry. Can't seem to focus on anything. I wish that would stop but no matter how hard I try I just want to sit and stare. Erika must be bored to tears.
Thanks for all your good wishes. Talk to you soon.