Well, I have been collecting as much info as I can from everyone else who was with me. I still can't quite figure out the timeline, but at least I know I had a LOT of people who cared about me and were with me the whole time.
Poor SkyKing tried as hard as he could to get home from Phoenix. He was so stressed out and the flights were full. He finally got to Salt Lake about 8:00 at night. His Mom picked him up at the airport and they drove him out to the hospital. The Dr. came out to get his permission for the surgery and then they took me back.
I don't remember much about the first week I was in the ICU. SkyKing said that I was really out of it. I just wanted the lights out and to sleep. I wouldn't eat because my jaw and my neck hurt too much. SkyKing begged me to eat so they didn't have to put a feeding tube in me, but I wouldn't. My sweet parents even drove down to American Fork to bring me an Italian Place sandwich because they know I love those and thought it might tempt me into eating, but it didn't work I guess so they put in a feeding tube. Again, I don't remember this week.
The first thing that I DO remember was waking up and being SO thirsty! I couldn't figure out where I was or why I hurt so bad, but my throat was SO dry! My mom was there and luckily for me she can read my mind and brought me a drink of water. She told me what had happened but not how long I had been there. SkyKing filled me in on the details when he got there later that night. It seems like they had a schedule so someone was always with me. My mom was there every day. My dad would come up after he got off work and brought me a Jamba Juice every day! SkyKing came up almost every night. Everyone else came to visit whenever they could. It was amazing! But the ones I really wanted to see (my babies) were not allowed into the ICU because they were too young and I couldn't walk out to the visitors room to see them yet.
The next thing I remember clearly was my dad visiting and he was reading me some cards that my primary kids had made for me. I miss those kids so much! It was so sweet of the primary to make me a huge get well sign and each kid made me a card. I LOVED it! I kept all the cards and put them into a scrapbook to remind me of how sweet my primary kids are!
Finally, I was eating on my own, and the physical therapists had me up and going for walks every day. I even got to walk down and have a shower. I can't tell you how heavenly that was! Just to have hot water run over you instead of being sponged off. I was getting restless and wanted to go home. But we were still only on week two.
The third week I spent most of the days sitting up in a chair, reading or watching t.v. The Dr. didn't care what I did as long as I didn't sleep and I was eating. Finally, they decided to take the drain out of my head and see how I did. The nurse came in and took out the drain and stitched me up. It was no problem except every time I sat up or lay down I had to call the nurse in to adjust my tubes. A few days later they scheduled another CT scan. I still had a lot of fluid on my brain, but they decided to schedule another CT scan the next morning and if it looked OK I could go home. I was excited but even more excited to see my babies. SkyKings mom had been keeping them and brought them down for a visit. I had a shower and tried to hide my scar the best that I could and walked down the hall to the visitors room. SkyKing was working so he asked my dad to take pictures of them when they saw me. I still was attached to a few IVs and I had my Pict line in so I had to wheel the IV cart down the hall with me. It was so fun to be moving toward my babies. Then I saw them jumping up to see through the glass window. When Hair saw me she started crying. I felt so bad! I just wanted to hug them forever and never let go!
Hair and Bug spent the whole visit telling me all about the fun they had been having staying at all their Grandma's and Grandpa's and Aunt Kelli's. Then they had to show me all the beautiful pictures that they made for me. I have the best kids in the whole world! I couldn't get enough of them, but the nurse decided that I needed some rest so I had to leave. They promised to come back so we could all go home together.
The other wonderful thing that happened was that I got moved out of ICU up to the normal recovery room which was more comfortable for my visitors. There is no hospital bed that will ever be comfortable. I loved the ICU nurses and I missed them, but I only spent 2 days on the recovery floor! They did another CT scan and the Dr. said I could go home. I was SO happy! SkyKing brought the kids, I had a shower, ate dinner and we left that hospital! What a GREAT day!
Part 3 will be coming soon.,
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