Oh, Leslie. Sweet, sweet Leslie. You are doing so amazingly well!
Now myself, and I totally realize this blog is not about me and my feelings, but I didn't have a great day. I turned my cell phone on silent while Ethan was at school and Allison took her morning nap and I just laid there...feeling quite numb. After a few hours, I turned my phone back on and got to my usual duties of returning texts and calls.
While I was detaching myself from the moment, I got a text message from George saying the swallow evaluation was not successful. It wasn't that Leslie couldn't swallow, though. It was that she was refusing to open her mouth! The stinker. Thankfully, they did not put the NG tube in and they are going to retry the swallow evaluation. While I was there, I got her to take all of her pills and two additional cups of applesauce just fine. Maybe someone familiar to her needs to do it.
No other medical issues were brought to our attention. When the clots in her lungs and leg improve, she will be getting a cardiac cath done, an MRI for her brain, and the defibrillator placed. She will be getting aggressive heparin therapy for a least a week and we are only on day 2 I believe.
We are getting there. Her family feels optimistic. She has a long way to go, though, especially neurologically. I don't know how long it is going to take to get "our Leslie" back, but I see a little bit of her in there every so often. I feel very optimistic right now and I am so excited for my night shift which will be Friday. Sleepover!!
I love you so much, Les. Look how many people you have brought together?