“A tube for a tube”
Today was a day of change in respiratory methods; the tube was taken out of the mouth/throat and they moved it down. Melissa has a tracheotomy. It will give her a better chance of recovering and learning how to breathe eventually without any assist. Unfortunately the area of the cerebellum that was compromised controls our breathing action/signals; there has been a slight disconnect they speculate. With this new tube site she should start getting stronger so that we can move to the next step; therapy to ween her off the machine and breathe on her own.
Nobody should be fearful or loose your momentum in the flow of love and prayers. So please do not be alarmed, it was an eventual part of the game plan by her Care Team.
This is a common procedure, all in the process of getting M back on her feet. The down side is that she will not be able to talk. The tube is situated below her vocal cords. So when the time comes we will have a small dry erase board for her to communicate with us; assuming she still knows how to write. These are things that will be revealed to us as the plot unfolds ever so slowly like a Chekhovian Play.
Got to use energy to get that brain pressure stabilized and healed. Seems like she was spending so much time on trying to fight a fever, pneumonia and breathing which stole the spotlight to heal the brain. So our ship is stable, full speed (take whatever time you need Melissa) ahead.
I can see her lovely face now and that is awesome. Formally, so many tubes, tape and straps—Oh My! I can hear her voice in my head, “what’s your schedule this week”—HAH. “Well looks like I am booked at Jersey Shore Medical ‘Centaur’,” as Mr. Ix used to say referring to the Billy Joel song.
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* this blog was approved by The Pupperooni. Vote for Cairo in 2020 on the Canine Ticket.
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