With healing comes frustration...

So, mom is able to talk to us (more of a weak whisper, but we can understand what she's saying), but her hands aren't doing what she wants them to do. She is very frustrated with her lack of coordination and inability to have fine motor skills. We keep trying to tell her that just yesterday morning, she was barely able to lift up her arms and couldn't move her fingers. Today, she's able to grip our hands, move her fingers, and has way more movement in her arms. She finally got a good look at them and says they look gruesome. In actuality, they look way better than they looked before, but the tips of the fingers on her right hand still look like she had frostbite. She says she's in quite a bit of pain, and with her pain tolerance, that means she's in a LOT of pain.

Funny story from yesterday when she was getting her tube out, her doctor (Dr. Paparo) was talking to her. I mentioned that she wasn't wearing her glasses, so she couldn't see past a few inches in front of her face. He said, "Oh, in that case, I'm the tall, dark, and handsome one." Fast forward to today, when he stopped by outside her door, I mentioned her doctor was out there. She said, "The tall, dark, and handsome one?" 

Today will be her last day in the ICU!!!! That's a HUGE step in the right direction. Holy cow!! 10 days after Terrible Thursday...

More positive news: white count is decreasing steadily day by day and her platelets are increasing day by day. Yay!

She approved this picture I just took, up until now I've avoided posting any pictures of her while she's in here. I asked and she said it was fine to post.