Greetings All,
Today marks 9 weeks since Mom's transplant surgery. (I'm counting weeks like pregnant women do....it's kinda unnerving:) I have been here since August 1st. Dad was here for the month of July. Lately we have had nurses who had my Mom back in July and they see her now and say how much better she looks! Each week has its highs and lows. It is easy to become frustrated at the lack of progress and then you see that another patient is flat lining, my frustrated turns to gratitude that Heavenly Father has granted us another day with Mom.
I noticed that I forgot to upload pictures to my last post of Mom having her hair washed so here are the before and after pics.
Before
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After - The nurse was super sweet and made Mom a purple headband!
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Today we received a letter from the Brandon Ward Relief Society. It was a welcomed letter indeed! Mom loved all of the sweet notes from all of the sisters in the Ward. It made me think that ya'll do not have her address if you wanted to send a card. So here it is:
Coleen Statum - ICU 73
c/o Oschner Hospital
1514 Jefferson Hwy
New Orleans, LA 70121
I'm enjoying all of the little moments with Mom. Right now she is listening to the "George Strait" station on Pandora. It's fun to see her mouth the lyrics and move her feet to the music. Yesterday she ignored a nurse because the nurse kept saying her first name incorrectly. I laugh seriously out loud at that one. The nurse wasn't the most pleasant and Mom was less than thrilled with her. The nurse came back in the room and kept calling her Colleen. Mom kept saying "that's not my name." The nurse looked at me because I was laughing hysterically, and I told her that her name is Colleen it's Coleen. I guess you had to be there. :)
In other news, I have decided to relocate to New Orleans and take care of Mom. Many of my friends back in Logan were shocked at my decision, and to be honest so was I. At the same time there is no place I'd rather be. I ask that you pray that I am able to find a part time job to help pay for gas, food, and whatnot. I don't know how all of this with Mom is going to turn out all I know is that everything will work out. It always does.
Much love,
Robyn
Today marks 9 weeks since Mom's transplant surgery. (I'm counting weeks like pregnant women do....it's kinda unnerving:) I have been here since August 1st. Dad was here for the month of July. Lately we have had nurses who had my Mom back in July and they see her now and say how much better she looks! Each week has its highs and lows. It is easy to become frustrated at the lack of progress and then you see that another patient is flat lining, my frustrated turns to gratitude that Heavenly Father has granted us another day with Mom.
I noticed that I forgot to upload pictures to my last post of Mom having her hair washed so here are the before and after pics.
Before
.JPG)
After - The nurse was super sweet and made Mom a purple headband!
.JPG)
Today we received a letter from the Brandon Ward Relief Society. It was a welcomed letter indeed! Mom loved all of the sweet notes from all of the sisters in the Ward. It made me think that ya'll do not have her address if you wanted to send a card. So here it is:
Coleen Statum - ICU 73
c/o Oschner Hospital
1514 Jefferson Hwy
New Orleans, LA 70121
I'm enjoying all of the little moments with Mom. Right now she is listening to the "George Strait" station on Pandora. It's fun to see her mouth the lyrics and move her feet to the music. Yesterday she ignored a nurse because the nurse kept saying her first name incorrectly. I laugh seriously out loud at that one. The nurse wasn't the most pleasant and Mom was less than thrilled with her. The nurse came back in the room and kept calling her Colleen. Mom kept saying "that's not my name." The nurse looked at me because I was laughing hysterically, and I told her that her name is Colleen it's Coleen. I guess you had to be there. :)
In other news, I have decided to relocate to New Orleans and take care of Mom. Many of my friends back in Logan were shocked at my decision, and to be honest so was I. At the same time there is no place I'd rather be. I ask that you pray that I am able to find a part time job to help pay for gas, food, and whatnot. I don't know how all of this with Mom is going to turn out all I know is that everything will work out. It always does.
Much love,
Robyn
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