Sunday, May 10

Amor, no te vayas sin me


Well we certainly have had a busy weekend with birthdays and Mothers Day. Happy Mothers Day to all you moms out there.

You may have figured out already we were blessed with a visit from Bonnie, Jim's wife, and their two kids, Alex and Miya. My GRACIOUS family planned, in a very short amount of time, a fabulous birthday party for May. Great cook'n Graham Lammers. I owe you a weekend of baby sitting (not now and sometime before they are teenagers).

Okay let me see if I can, in as few words as possible, describe the difference between Club Med and Motel 6 (and yes, I guess Motel 6 can be okay but shit once you go Club Med you just don't want any thing else unless of course we are going from 5 star to double 5 star).

-At Club Med when I need an update on Dean at 9pm I did not have to wait 10 minutes on the phone
-At Club Med when I asked the nurse a question the response wasn't "gee I don't know, I will have to check the file"; the response was, I got a response.
-At Club Med the paint was not peeling away from the wall
-At Club Med when those in charge said they made there rounds between 9 and 10 they were there between 9 and 10; not at 2pm

Okay so lets try and find something pleasant about Motel 6 since we probably will be residing here for awhile.

This afternoon I spoke to Dr. Englandoff (or something of that nature) and she seemed very nice and caring. That made me feel a little bit better. The grounds are really pretty and the nurses seem to like doughnuts and cookies (my mamma did not raise no full). Shit next weekend they may be eating Tito's Tacos.

Anyway, lets see if I can get back on track here: Dean has been off the ventilator now for two days (Yeah). The process to wean him totally from the ventilator is still not determined.

After speaking with Dr. Englandoff it is my understanding they may start some slight physical therapy with Deano tomorrow. They will initially concentrate on getting his left side stronger. The strength on his left side is already visibly stronger. Deano continues to grab for my hand and touch my face and hair (Deano I really miss you).

Okay so now I begin to get way out of my comfort zone. I need help. And this is how I need help: You may or may not know last Thursday I started back to work which means I cannot be at the hospital as often as I like to be especially since it is now Motel 6 and not Club Med. I strongly feel that if there is a steady stream of friends and family checking in on Dean then the staff will know or feel like "it always feels like some ones watching me, and I have not privacy". Which is what I want them to know, that we are watching out for Deano. So in case the need is not clear, a steady stream of visitors on a continuous basis would be really cool and thank you.

Por favor, no te vayas sin mi.