My mother in law works on the CU campus. Earlier this month, she collapsed at work, and was rushed to the hospital in a coma. Scary, scary, scary.
She'd had an aneurysm in her brain that ruptured, and at first they were saying that she would probably never regain consciousness, and that if she did it probably wasn't going to be a good thing.
Fortunately, she did wake up, and she's more "with it" than anyone expected. She's still at terrible risk for something called vasospasms, which can follow these events at any time up to 21 days. With no warning, they the blood vessels in her brain can clamp down and essentially cause a stroke, which could permanently disable or kill her. So, they're keeping her in the ICU, but for now she'd be in there anyway since she's still having a lot of problems.
So, we've all gotten a crash course in brain physiology, aneurysms, and ICU lingo. For instance, MIL was on propofol, a sedative, the entire time she was on the ventilator, because it's awfully uncomfortable to have a machine blow your lungs up like balloons 14-20 times an hour. As you probably know, propofol is one of the medications implicated in Michael Jackson's death, so we've found that some medical folks jokingly call it, "Jackson Juice." That gave me a little giggle
Anyway, my husband and his brother, and the 2 daughter in laws all live in the Denver area, so we try to go up and spend time with her as much as possible. I'm the only one without a regular job, so I'm up there a lot of the days. I'm glad to be able to go. I don't know what people do in there without family, it's a pretty scary place, and having a brain injury doesn't help.
She doesn't remember anything since the event, so if she falls asleep or enough time passes, she will forget what happened to her, and that she can't get out of bed yet, and what all the tubes, etc are for. Mostly she worries about her dog. We have him at our house, but she doesn't remember that, so every time she thinks about it, she worries that he's home alone, hungry, scared and suffering. She can't talk right now because of the kind of tracheostomy, so she writes all these frightened and agitated notes about him. It's heartbreaking. So, it's good to be able to be there for her. I know the nurses will answer her questions, but they can't be in there full time to reassure her, they have other patients they have to take care of. So, we go and try to cover as much of each day as we can.
Anyway, long story short (too late) that's why I haven't been here. I do try to check in when I can, but most days I'm driving, visiting, driving, trying to catch up at home including the homeschooling, getting a little sleep, and starting over. I do think of you guys a lot, though! I'll have to re-read The Stand now that I'm up there most days of the week, especially with the H1N1 swooping in to kill us all (or do nothing, depending on who you listen to.)
Hugs all around.![]()





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