Katy went in to the OR at around 9:30am, and I was able to see her at around 3pm. Dr. Purdue filled me in on the operation, and what they did today. They were able to close her arm wounds, pull the VAC off of her hip, put VACs on both legs, remove some dead tissue from the original surgical wound on her abdomen, and put a VAC on that wound. She was extubated in the recovery room, and was smiling at me as soon as I got in to the room. She was very tired, and sawing logs all afternoon. It seems to be a lot less of the drugs, and a lot more of her actually resting. Audra (cool nurse), lowered her versed level to 1, and her fentonal is staying at 50. The NG tube was also removed. They plan on returning to the OR maybe Friday to do further wound care and possible closures. All of these are good things!
I’m sorry that I don’t get to respond to all of the e-mails/messages/comments that I get, but I do read them all. One that I received yesterday was from a woman who had been in the hospital for several weeks. She, too, had fever the entire time. She said that once she was moving, the fever went away. It is so nice to hear all of the stories that people send me who have experienced similar things as Katy.
I want to thank my friend/business partner, Mike, for bringing up my recording equipment so that I could do some recording while watching My Name is Earle in Spanish. I also want to thank Karen, or Karen’s mother, for sending me the copies of Turbotax that I needed. THANKS! That will help, not only with SSA, but with my plans to do some online classes.
The Psych doctors are starting to come around and inquire about Katy. Some people may or may not understand this, but I have extressed that I do not want them to even see her until they meet with me. It is, in my opinion, important that all aspects of her care run through me. I believe strongly that they should be a major part of her care, but not without me being there and qualifying them. I know Katy, and her distrust of conventional medicine. I don’t think that she will be receptive unless I am able to introduce her to the process. Since they have not seen her yet, I don’t think that they will have the tolls they need to do a good job without interviewing me. I will keep everyone up to date with her mental state as she becomes more lucid.
Story time, again. Katy and I were still living in Austin, and, on a weekend alone, decided to go play paintball. I had played a few times, but she hadn’t. We were suiting up, and practicing with our guns, when this small group of wanna-be gangsta thugs came up talking about how they were going to “cap all these b$tches,” and “be all like Scarface and $%#@.” During the first game, these 3 “tough gangstas” (after getting hit once each) were all hiding behind a plywood wall, and whining about not wanting to get hit. It was HILARIOUS! These guys weighed 250-300 pounds each, and were all trying to squeeze together behind a 4′ x4′ piece of plywood. Unfortunately, they were on our team. Katy looked at them with disgust, and then, my beautiful, sweet, Katy, said “cover me,” and did a somersault on the rocks before running through the flying paintballs to a closer bunker. She ended up taking out 3 of the other teams guys before getting hit. I was SO proud! We played about 10 games that day, and both of us came home bloody and bruised, but laughing. I was always so impressed by her willingness to just jump in and get dirty with the boys. It is one of my favorite things about her.
I will write more tomorrow. Have a great week!
Love to all,