Tonight at 7 pm were asking for everyone that is available to come to the south side of Barnes…by the tennis courts. Jill’s room overlooks this area. We want to send her a message made of people who love her and are rooting for her to get through this recovery.
It’s been a rough couple of days…she has endured more than I could have ever imagined and she’s still strong enough to get the nursing staff to actually believe I was her mother. Yes…I guess I had her when I was 8 year old…don’t judge.
We would like everyone to meet by the tennis courts and the ladies from the Thursday Night Book Club…yes we’re that old…will be arranging everyone into letters to send Jill a message.
Afterwards we would like everyone to walk over to the Barnes Foundation Reflection Pool for a group photo. We’re going to blow up the photo and put it in Jill’s room with the quote from the foundation on it. She’s not actively reading the blog now. It’s a surprise so please don’t call or text her about it.
Jill Mac Mafia shirts should be worn if you have them. Thanks guys!
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Jill was moved into a regular room yesterday unfortunately that meant we were not able to spend the whole night. Panther Dan was here until around 1 am and I came back around 4:30 am…our interpretation of “not spending the night.”
Of course in the 3 hours she was alone the nurses were not very attentive. She was bright red and hot when I got here. Her urine,…which she claims I’m secretly obsessed with…was super dark and backed up in her catheter. I may be obsessed with it because when things are going correctly it looks like the Champagne of beers…Miller High Life…which I love.
However, this morning it looked like a very dark Amber beer…almost close to an IPA…which I hate.
Pretty much everything in life can be rated or compared to beer…Jill’s urine is not alone in this.
Her fever was over 100 degrees which is really high for her because it’s typically 96 or 97 (she’s like a lizard in this respect).
Anyway, we gave her Tylenol, packed her down with icy cloths and an ice pack, and made her drink a ton of water. Her fever came down around 97 and her urine cleared up…cheers to that!
She got up and walked for the first time at 9 am this morning for the first time…like a champ! The catheter came out too because they want to encourage her to get up more often.
All in all they are super happy with her progress still. It’s been a balancing act managing the pain. They are starting her on pill pain meds today. Hold off on visits, she’s still not there yet but she is a checking texts and social media.
Thanks for all the support. Please keep sending good vibes and prayers her way!