It's been almost a month since I last posted. That should be a good indication that a lot of positive things are going on.
It's been a bit since I was last able to post. I guess that's a good thing in a way since it means our days are filled and almost non-stop.
Our next visitor to come was our dad. He was coming for a whole week and Rima and I were very excited.
The week after Rima got home from the hospital was an awesome one! She was off oxygen! No more leash around the house!
Sunday May 28th, was a big day for Rima. Her remaining two chest tubes were going to be pulled out that afternoon! WOOOHOOO!
I realize that I'm like three weeks behind on our story and journey. Apologies that I'm not up to date.
Friday May 19th, was probably the most low-key day we had during Rima's hospital stay. When I arrived in the morning she was in a lot of pain. She said her pain was at an 8 on the pain scale.
Wednesday morning I did not have a "pleasant" encounter with a freight train from our northern neighbors, luckily...for them.
The doctors told me that they would round at around 8am in the morning to Rima's room in the ICU. I had another pretty sleepless night, again.
My dreams the night after Rima got her transplant consisted of me reliving the day and seeing her in the ICU sedated.
It's hard to know where to start writing. I won't be able to get everything that has happened to us in one post since Rima got her transplant.
I'm really lucky that Rima and I get along so well. To be quite frank, I could have totally been screwed. I tell this to Rima often; that I'm lucky she is the way she is.
Not many of us can say we've had the same friends through all our stages in life, so far. There are a few lucky people who connect at a very young age and don't let time, distance, change or growth tear them away from each other.