Now that Lans is closer to home and kids are allowed, she will be seeing a lot more of my buns. I visited her Monday. She seems to be doing pretty well, stable at least and pain tolerable. She is completely with us and her personality still fills up the room even with her inability to talk. My father-in-law had a trach and he was able to talk and I asked Ben about it, he said that the chemo or lymphoma had damaged her nerves to her vocal cords so the hope is that the damage is only temporary (also why her face has Bells Palsy type symptoms).
I am not the only one enjoying more frequent visits - her old coworkers Debra (above) and Emily (below) stopped by and we luckily were there to snap pics.
Time for lunch. Ben has been pureeing all sorts of good stuff for Lans to put in her feeding tube- veggies, nuts, etc. I told her I would eat that "good" crap too if it didn't have to pass by my taste buds. She didn't pass her last swallow test (same neurological issues as with her vocal cords) when she was at Mayo so I don't think they are risking her trying to eat orally.
It amazes me as I look at Lans how hard she continues to fight to get better. Pam said she does not like the idea that she is in a "Hospice," she wants to be home. She is in it to win it. . .and when I look at this little monkey and toad I like to think I would do the exact same thing. When I grow up, I want to be like Ilana.. . .
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