Mined from the notebooks Wednesday afternoon, June 6, 2018. Posted Monday, June 11.
This is the common room just down the hall from Mrs M’s room in the rehab hospital. It’s going to be my office window for the next four to six weeks.
First things first. Thank you to all of you who have helped us out these last couple of months, and I’m not talking just to those who were able to help us out financially. I mean all of you! Your kindness, concern, encouragement, prayers, and love have kept all us Mannions going. Ken and Oliver join me in giving you our heartfelt thanks. It’s been hard to tell how much Mrs M has been able to take in, but I’ve been passing along your messages and I’m sure at some level she knows how good you’ve been to her and she’s sending you her love and thanks.
I’m sorry haven’t gotten out individual thank you notes yet, but they’re coming. I promise.
Now, the big and important news. Mrs M is not only out of the intensive care unit she’s out of the hospital where she had her surgery. Surgeries. Four of them. She’s still in the hospital just not that hospital. She was discharged from Westchester Medical Center yesterday afternoon (Tuesday, June 5) and moved to Helen Hayes Rehabilitation Hospital. This was always the plan. It just happened about three weeks later than we expected. Mrs M had a very rough time of it after her second brain surgery. Worried the hell out of her doctors for a while. Worried the hell out of me more. I’ll post more details soon but for now the main thing to know is that two more operations later the crisis has passed and she’s ready for the therapy that will get her up on her feet and moving again. I’m putting it mildly. She has to undergo a lot of therapy in order to get back control of her body and to start speaking and thinking like her old self. They’re going to be working her hard. (They’re already working her hard. She’s with her speech therapist now. She worked with a physical therapist and an occupational therapist in the morning.) But the doctors and therapists are fairly confident that she’ll be back to her old self in, well, that will be determined over time. They’re thinking four weeks at least, but six weeks is more likely. Then she’s probably going to have to come back here regularly as an outpatient for a few more months. But it all depends on Mrs M’s strength, determination, and resilience and she’s has plenty of all three.
That’s the big news. The little news is that there are several comfortable, semi-private places for me to set up my computer and write right here on Mrs M’s floor, including the room pictured above. There were none that I found at Westchester Med. Now I’ll be able to do some catching up, which is why what’s going to start appearing here on the blog is a random mix of current news, not so new news, what’s already old news, and ancient history. Make sure you check the dateline on posts so you’ll know why I’m posting about, for instance, a month-old David Brooks column.
Again, thank you again, and thank you all for sticking with the blog. If you’d like to send Mrs M a card she and her speech therapists would much appreciate it---they can use them to help her reorient her focus so she can start reading again. You can send them to my address:
PO Box 1197, New Paltz, New York, 12561.