Monday morning we woke up thinking things have to be better. We had just been through Sunday night. Nothing could be worse then what just happened the night before.
Kim and I call our walks from our refuge at H.O.M.E apartments to Stanford Hospital as “The Walk To Recovery”. Like to many days before we took our Walk To Recovery to Anthony’s bedside. This time we went to the GI Neurosurgical Unit instead of the ICU. He look so peacefully last night when we left. We felt pretty good until one of the doctors told us they were moving him. Kim and I looked at each other in amazement. After seeing him the way we did Sunday night we thought “how could he be ready’. We knew this was not good news. We resisted and told the doctor we know Anthony’s was not ready to go to rehab. He said the doctors through he was. Since we’ve trusted Anthony’s life in their hands for the past three weeks they must know what they are doing. So Kim and I resorted to the depressing reality that Anthony was going to be moved today without any prior notice to us. Not even a mention. This was really scary for us considering what we went through Sunday.
After some time. The doctor we talked to came back to us and said he talked to one of the doctors in ICU and that doctor agreed Anthony was ready to go. I asked if he had talked to Dr. Harris. He said no he had talked to one of the other surgeons that were part of the team who operated on Anthony. He said the move was set for later today. Again we asked him if he could do something we just didn’t think Anthony was ready. Part of the issue is we want Anthony to be as strong as he can be when he goes to Reventfield Rehab. And we know he needs to rest before he starts rehab.
More time went by and the same doctor came back again. This time with different news. He said he had talked to Dr. Harris this time. Expressed our concerns and told her about his high heart rate and continual fever. Dr. Harris gave her consent to let Anthony stay. We gasped and look at one another in disbelieve. For us it was great news. We felt for now, Anthony would be safer being in a hospital setting versus a rehab facility.
These morning events absolutely ruined our day. I live my life I’ve lived with this philosophy “there is one thing in life that we control. It is our attitude. There is no other thing in life that we have complete control of except our attitudes.” I can tell you these events took our attitudes to a low level.
After our scare about Anthony being moved late morning Kim and I meant with Shirley who represents Santa Clara Valley Medical Center in San Jose. They call it The Valley. Shirley set up a meeting with Ann Perkins who meets with the love ones of future patients. Anthony is not well enough to go to the Valley yet. He needs to improve; this is why we have to make sure he advances at Kentville Rehabilitation And Specialty Hospital. To everyone reading this please pray to give Anthony’s the strength, attitude and the kind of determination to achieve the advancements necessary to live and happy and independent life.
When we got to the Valley we called Shirley. She meant us in the rehab lobby and took us to a conference room. We talk her for awhile. It was a very emotional conversation. After we talked we went to the ward were Anthony would go after he leaves Kentville. We had hoped to meet Dr. Duong but she had an emergency come up. Dr. Duong is Vice Chair, Traumatic Brain Injury and General Rehabilitation. Kim and I liked the Valley, the people and the fact the Dr. Duong has a very good professional relationship with Dr. Dr. Doherty of Kentville. Our goal is to make sure Anthony it top of mind with both these doctors so they will be discussing his case on a frequent basis. We have a long journey and we need as many professionals on our side as much as possible.
After leaving The Valley we drove back to Stanford Hospital. We had a short visited with Anthony and then went back to our apartment to eat and rest a little. After dinner On our Walk To Recovery to see Anthony Kim said something that made a lot of sense “we aren’t going to get anything done if we have a Pity Party”. I agree you Go mother of my son.