#familyemergency

Just a quick update while I sit at the hospital waiting for discharge papers: 13 days after emergency brain surgery, my son’s about to leave the hospital. He can’t go back to his apartment yet, drive,

Gardening is one of the many pathways to resilience. And it takes many years to even start getting good at it. I did a bit of gardening as a kid (my great-uncle was the only really skilled gardener in

I’d mentioned in a couple of earlier posts that I was closing in on retirement. That date (last Thursday) has come and gone, but passed barely noticed in the context of my son’s serious injury. Nate update:

When we were visiting my son in the hospital the other night, the staff scooted us out of the room to do the mysterious things that hospital staff do with curtains drawn. Went to sit in some chairs in

Just a quick update, between procedures: Nate had the piece of his skull that was removed late Saturday/early Sunday reattached in a 2-hour surgery this afternoon. I’ve been visiting with him in the Intensive

Those of you who’ve read my last two miniposts know that my son sustained a serious injury Saturday night. A brief recap for those who didn’t read those posts, then more recent developments. Saturday,

The breathing tube is out. A large piece of his skull was removed to relieve pressure on the brain. He can move his arms and legs and speak a bit when awake. Which is not often because he’s mostly sleeping.

My son was in a Muay Thai match last night and was very seriously injured. Had a concussion, CT scan, bleeding in the brain, had part of his skull taken out to relieve pressure. Four hours of surgery,