January 2, 2003
Looking better.
My mom is starting to resemble my mom again. At least from the outside. She’s off the ventilator and on small amounts of supplemental oxygen, so basically she’s breathing unassisted. The next step from this point is breathing “room air”. The tubes and various other snaking paraphernalia have been removed from her mouth. Thanks in part to an uneventful tracheotomy performed last night, whatever translucent delivery mechanisms still need to remain have been moved to where there is less chance of damaging her voice box. That means through the opening in her trachea and via a small feeding tube in her nose. As an aside, the “food” the hospital has draining into my mom is manufactured by Nestlé and looks like a slightly off-colour egg nog. Positively festive. Mom’s hair has been growing, so she’s currently sporting quite the comb over across the side of her head where the 25 staples had previously been employed. She was asleep when I visited today, and that’s pretty much what she does lately. But at least she’s looking better. It makes a big difference to have her look more like a mom, and less like a patient.
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