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Don't read. I just have to vent on something.

I just got back from the hospital and I'm tired. Trish is doing fine, and they are talking about releasing her as soon as tomorrow. Her vital signs are stable, and her speech is clear and lucid. She knows who she is, and where she is, and all that good stuff.

But still she was talking some crazy delusional things about timelines, multiverses, and cats to me. I don't know if this is residual "ICU delirium" as the ICU doc said to me, a really vivid dream she had in the ICU, or a new and scary phase.

One time when she wasn't talking about that, she asked me who was with her when she had her seizure, me or the home health aide. It was me, She said "It is always you to save me"

The problem is, I just don't know how many saves I have left in me. She just looks older than she ever has before. And I feel weary and afraid.

This whole thing is taxing. I think I should just turn on the TV and go to sleep and wake up with a better attitude in the morning.


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