Every day we went to the hospital, only missing a handful of days over 6 months. It was hard in the beginning….the not knowing if she would survive day to day. Everyday was met with anxiety of even arriving at the hospital as they do not actually call you if your loved one passes during the night, they wait for you to come to the hospital the next day or call you in the morning.
Once inside the ICU, every beep, every alarm was an imminent threat…a threat that her life continued to hang in the balance…..A threat that we might still lose her. Watching the ventilator breathe for her, watching the ICP monitor fluctuate with the pressure in her skull, watching her blood pressure rise and drop without warning….all were constant reminders of how precious and fragile life is.
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