Today’s lesson from the Christians…you can’t keep a good man down.
You can’t keep a good woman down, either. On Thursday evening, Jenn was terrified but she held herself together like a champ. Three days later, she is currently attached to the following: Grace’s heartbeat monitor, an inflatable cuff on each leg to keep the swelling down and an IV plug in her wrist (no IV at the moment). There are 4 cords and tubes that have to be detached every time she gets up to pee into a collection container (which is often). When she is done, the urine is tested for protein, measured and dumped by the nurse and all those things have to be reattached. Almost every time, the monitor has to be adjusted to find young Grace again so we can hear her heart beating 130-150 beats per minute, which sounds like she’s on Paul Revere’s ride. If she moves and monitor loses track of her and the horse, the nurse comes bounding in to see what’s up and to readjust. For some reason, whenever Jenn is in her most comfortable relaxed position, lying on her left side, Grace decides that things shouldn’t be that easy and moves somewhere else, and in bounds the nurse…no matter what the hour.
Through all of this, Jenn manages to get a few hours of sleep and when she is being jostled, prodded, checked for vitals, detached and reattached she keeps the nurses laughing with her goofy little jokes…and they are all in love with her. Me too.
Can’t keep this girl down!