In her own words from room 625

Mom is doing well, considering, in her new room at UAMS. I emailed her just to tell her I love her and she typed back the following info:

Dr Yuen spells his name like this, I just noticed. Yuen he is great. He and his team change the dressing on my wound twice a day and are so careful to observe strict sterile procedures. They inject morphine into my IV line just before starting to clean it and that helps with the pain also. Today he said it looks like he can do the new skin graft on my elbow Wednesday. That gives me such a lift to hear that good news. When that heals, it's on to the orthopaedic surgery on those poor old bones. After that, maybe with PT I can get closer to a normal life.

I'm always amazed at how much she can type with one hand and in her condition.

My daughter, Shannon, has recently taken an interest in bones. She drew a very good skeletal hand today and I quized her about the bones and we talked about the ones that her Nana has yet to be fixed, where they are broken, (which we aren't entirely sure), and how her wrist was in so many pieces. Our wrists have 8 or more bones to them. She is teaching me.

What's really strange is how I get simpathy sick. When my children are sick or hurt I am too, in similar ways. Lately I have had an achy right wrist and sore left elbow. Weird huh?