Follow-up

Walking toward the hospital yesterday, I noticed an awning that read “Pete’s Sake.” What an odd name for a Japanese restaurant, I thought. As I got closer I noticed it wasn’t a Japanese restaurant at all. It was an Irish pub... named “For Pete’s Sake.” Oh dear.

I was on my way to the hospital to visit my sister, whose recent, terribly invasive surgery went very well. But it didn’t end there with medical success. My sister is tough, determined, and focused. In the ten days since her surgery I’ve seen her go from groggy, in bed on her back, to achieving all the rehab goals that will allow her to leave the hospital shortly. Every day her voice is stronger; I could hear that on the phone. But to see her physical progress is truly amazing.

Initially, she couldn’t do more than stand and walk a few steps in place with the physical therapist. It was painful to watch those first attempts to get in and out of bed while someone held her legs. Now she climbs in and out of bed on her own. She periodically grabs her walker and tours the halls of the unit without prompting or assistance. She's learning to master steps and walking with a cane. She sits in a chair and laughs with her visitors. She even took a shower by herself!

I know there are those of you who think of me as a “tough old broad.” But you should see my sister; she is truly an inspiration!