She was moved from critical ICU to "less critical you can change your own TV channels ICU" this afternoon, which has queued up a bunch of phone calls since her phone number has now changed. People don't seem to understand that while yes, a five minute visit is all you want or a couple minutes on the phone.. that Molly was having trouble staying awake for more than 30 seconds at a time... that any kind of movement was rough... that she hates being here.. that she's self-conscious about her condition... and that she got 35 visitors on Tuesday and 18 today addition to our family. It's a lot to deal with. And it drains everyone. Nobody should feel excluded, but we're telling people not to come up.... that she'll be home soon enough.
But she's better. Justin's family all visited yesterday to talk with Molly and comfort each other. I tried my best to miss all of that because I knew it would be emotional and kind of intense.. but I seemed to misjudge the time and got there smack dab in the middle of it. With all her visitors, and her frequent naps, and nursing shift changes, and her hour long showers, and meal time... I'm not getting to see her as much as I would like. I stop in before work, and after work and before bed.. but I catch her bad times. She's been asleep the last 3 times I've visited... or they've not let me in at all.
But she's made a great deal of progress toward coming home. She's determined to attend Justin's calling hours on Friday. We're all preping for it. She's sitting up for good portions of the day, feeding herself and becoming more and more mobile. Her mood has vastly improved and we're all feeling a great sense of relief. I keep running errands for my mother. Anything she or Molly needs... of course.. on the dot. This morning I made 5 trips to bring home a lot of the flowers. There is no room in her room for flowers and the previous ICU prohibited any flowers. So every day I bring home 5 bunches, teddy bears, food, you name it... I have to bring it home. But she's demanded I bring them all to her on Friday. Gonna be a busy day.
I'm forcing myself to eat now.. forcing myself to sleep at a decent hour. I am making a ton of phone calls every day.. answering emails... IMs... voicemails... trying to keep my mother from over-exerting herself. It's been a long week, but I think we're getting to the end of it all. Thanks again to all those that have sent any messages our way. It's all wonderful, warm and thoughtful.