Monday, February 20, 2006

From ICU to Intensive Care

Jan has a new address!!! she moved this evening to the intensive care unit where she shares a large area with 10 or 12 other patients. The pace is a lot slower that in the critical care area. There is no sense of urgency and the nurse was very kind.

She responds clearly to what she wants and what she does not want. She didn't seem bothered about the change. Her vitals were normal, her temperature just a bit high. She seemed somewhat tired, she would focus for about 5 minutes and then dose off for a few minutes. She needs a lot of rest. The nurse reminded us of the importance of giving her a chance to recuperate.

My Dad and I went in to talk to her. She was very awake and kept looking at us very carefully, like studying our faces. When Dad talked to her she smiled and nodded. Made motions with her lips as if she wanted to form words but no sound came out. Dad prayed close to her ear, her eyes clearly got moist with tears. Did she know who my dad was? Was she praying along? All facts indicate that she was understanding what was happening.

Her cheeks had a nice peach colour, her hand was untied (the nurse asked her not to take her tubes out or else, she would tie her hand). She ran slowly her finger along the stiches and then moved her mouth to one side of her face, like saying: oh well...it could be worse! I told her she looked beautiful, she smiled.

Tonight, I saw Jan the warrior again. I remember her words: I was born to fly! And fly she will! She has a note on her desk at home with a quote from Isaiah 40:30 "they will raise up as an eagle in teh sky.."

Thank you for all your prayers and efforts of love. They are yielding a wonderful fruit.

7 comments:

Ret said...

GUYEEEEEEEEEEERE! Today's post sounds very encouraging, Jan. I think you're gonna be A-OK! You go, girl! :) *hugs*!!

Jack said...

Hi 'Ret. I read your comment on your own journal page -- yes, I have printed the comics you sent, and they are in the email binder along with all the rest. I especially liked 'boots on the wrong feet'! I hope Jan will too when we show her. -Steve (Jan's brother)

Ret said...

Hi Steve! The one about the boots is one of my favorites too. I wish I knew how to create animated GIFs! Animals look so hillarious when they run on their front feet!

Joy said...

Dear Jan and Fede,

May God's holy presence dwell in you tonight, tomorrow and always.

I wish i could sing this song quietly for you Jan, to fall asleep to ...

You who dwell in the shelter of our God, who abide in this shadow for life, say to the Lord: "My refuge, my Rock in whom I trust!"

"And I will raise you up on eagle's wings, bear you on the breath of dawn, make you to shine like the sun, and hold you in the palm of my hand."

The snare of the fowler will never capture you, and famine will bring you no fear: under God's wings your refuge, God's faithfulness your shield.

"And I will raise you up on eagle's wings, bear you on the breath of dawn, make you to shine like the sun, and hold you in the palm of my hand."

You need not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day, though thousands fall about you, near you it shall not come.

"And I will raise you up on eagle's wings, bear you on the breath of dawn, make you to shine like the sun, and hold you in the palm of my hand."

For to God's angels is given a command to guard you in all of your ways; upon their hands they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone.

"And I will raise you up on eagle's wings, bear you on the breath of dawn, make you to shine like the sun, and hold you in the palm of my hand."

I pray for your full recovery Jan and i can't wait for us to sing beautiful harmonies together again.

Fede, beloved son of God, with whom God is well pleased, may God hold you very close and strengthen you for your deep abiding love for Jan.

Much love,
joy ...alegria

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sharon said...

My dearest Jan,my sister,

I love you so much.I continue to pray for you constantly. I know that God is with you & guiding you everyday. Your progress is amazing, though small, I believe they are mini miracles. I will pray for healing & more discovery of your infection to be clearer.

You are beautiful, stay strong. I hope you are getting lots of rest.

Until tommorow,take care. ILOVE YOU VERY MUCH!!
Sharon

Julia_A said...

Jan - you are someone I think of as a mentor and a best friend. I want you to know that I love you and keep praying for you. At work, I continue to check the blog to hear stories of your progress and to read the inspirational comments of all your family and friends. I am sure that I'm not the only one who feels that you are the wind beneath our wings. You inspire everyone you meet to be the very best they can be...as their authentic self. I was never comfortable just being me until I met you. I love you so much. Be inspired by the lyrics to the song that reminds me of you...Love, Julia

The Wind Beneath My Wings

It must have been cold there in my shadow, to never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory, while you were the one with all the strength. A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero, and everything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than an eagle, for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be. Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.