Shit Connie, I'd have been so tempted to shut the door in his face.
I am so sorry to hear things aren't going well. I will remind you that's it's always a roller coaster and to take heart that infections can clear up quickly, but intubation, restraints, it all must be very scary. Sending lots of strength and ~ma your way.
This is why he's up there, because it is a difficult time, and this is the kind of thing they do all the time. Probably the best hospital in the state is connected to the Huntsman by a skybridge.
Job ~ma, Sue!
Oh, Connie, your restraint is admirable, for not slamming the door on his face. Yes I said on.
Because it's both phone anxiety plus Imposter Syndrome. Ugh.
Burrell, Ugh indeed. Double whammy.
Oh and Plei, my Ancient Resins showed up today. I love it. It smells like a catacomb.
my Ancient Resins
this sounds...like something out of Indiana Jones.
Huntsman just called. They wanted permission to put in another port so they could get more IV access. The three lines he already has aren't enough. And the doctor said I should come up tonight and not wait for Friday.
Dear goddess.
Connie, sending all my strength to you and especially to him.
We are all here for you, Connie, so you can be there for him.
this sounds...like something out of Indiana Jones.
It smells like old magic, so the comparison is apt.
Strength to you, Connie.
Oh and Plei, my Ancient Resins showed up today. I love it. It smells like a catacomb.
I have it on my arms, just a small amount from after my morning shower, and it's very soothing for me to sniff them at the moment.