Cowboy here. As I write this, we are at the airfield waiting to fly to the east coast. Our young friend Bull has slipped into a coma. The medics have only said it's a very serious situation. Bull's injuries are extensive; a lesser man would already have succumbed to the inevitable.
This is a time when I expect my wife to lean on me. She will, eventually. For now, the imp is in combat mode. She will stay strong for Bull, for his family. I am always amazed when something occurs that deflates a lesser person. Not my imp. If willpower alone would do it, Bull would be on his feet within moments of her arrival. I say my prayers, ask for divine guidance, divine intervention. Not Sar. I'll hear her yelling at the good Lord for allowing this to happen. She will remind Him that she has never asked for much in her lifetime. Believe me, her childhood had times/events that could have used a little extra help. Sar will never ask for herself but she will ask the Lord to help Bull recover.
My wife has little patience around medics. She demands accurate information, will never entertain vague answers. These are some of the reasons why medics often suffer her wrath. If the answers are obscure or treatment is explained poorly, she'll demand to see medical school transcripts, research on medications, treatments, etc. Once, prior to a surgical procedure, she asked to see a physician's school records before allowing him to touch her. He didn't pass muster so Sar refused to let him near her. Impractical? Perhaps, but having faith in one's doctor has a lot to do to ensure recovery, emergencies excluded.
When Bull arrived at Bethesda Sar and I entered the ICU to be near him. The medics didn't blink an eye. Sar would have caused a ruckus if they had. At the time I didn't know the little devil had arranged for our tomcat to join us in the ICU. Hardly traditional medical protocol. A "healthy" thing to do? Not that I'm aware of. Bull is extraordinarily fond of the big feline; in return the young man is 1 of 3-4 people the cat adores. It tolerate no one else. Sar bribed a couple of young Seals we know. They dressed in "medic" uniforms, carried the beast into the unit. I don't know the intimate details – didn't ask any questions. The visit did wonders for Bull's state of mind.
We're about to board our flight. I can see the cat's whiskers sticking out of Sar's duffel. If that animal can make a difference in Bull's current state, I'll do whatever it takes. His recovery is uppermost in our minds. Sar's peace of mind at doing whatever it takes to help that recovery along is of equal concern. Bull's family is also by his side.
A prayer or 2 from any of you would be a welcome addition to my own in petitioning the good Lord's help.
Cowboy
Monday, September 27, 2010
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
A Bit of News
Cowboy here. Good news: Mia bambina celebrated a birthday a few days ago. Glory made a triple fudge chocolate kind of cake. The imp was hard pressed to share it but she did. Glory promised her another just for herself. Sar will probably eat it in the middle of the night or in the pantry or somewhere nobody will be. My wife hates to share in general, chocolate not at all. Praline crunch ice cream, chicory coffee, some other treats were on the menu. She was flying high the whole day and night.
I try to make every birthday a special one for her. No festivities of any kind when she was a kid. Glory and family made up for a lot of that when Sar moved in with them but early childhood memories still sting a bit. Birthday presents were personal items special to us and Max and his ladies. We saved the birthday spanking for our private time alone.
News of concern: Bull remains hospitalized. His recuperation is a slow process. Surgery will debilitate him further but in the long run, is necessary for his return to health. He's awake, talking. It's easy to see it remains an effort for him to do so. Sar calls him every day. I believe that's good for both of them. It would be nice to be able to take him home to Washington. Sar would nurse him back to health whether he liked it or not. Having the pups around him as well as our tomcat would do more wonders for his head. Perhaps his mother and sisters would also come along. Time will tell.
Serious news: Sar's abdominal difficulties have returned. I think we caught it in time. Medical tests are on the agenda next week when we return to the Pacific Northwest. She can't afford to lose much more of her intestinal tract but we'll do whatever's necessary. A bit of discomfort but nothing's slowed her down yet. I make sure she eats well; the imp knows better than to fight me on that. Unfortunately, the medics still haven't figured out how to treat her without getting bruised or kicked.
You know those "10 most wanted" photos posted in some U.S. post offices? I think Sar's photo is # 1 hardest-to-treat patient posters on medical internet boards. The docs who treat Sar are military, mostly Navy. Rumor has it they get combat pay for treating my imp.
Returning to Washington in a few days. Got someone to air out the house, etc. Sar's eager to get back to her studio, several pieces of work await her. New materials have been ordered. It's like Christmas when they arrive. The imp gets very excited about opening the boxes.
The best news: Sar is writing!
Cowboy
I try to make every birthday a special one for her. No festivities of any kind when she was a kid. Glory and family made up for a lot of that when Sar moved in with them but early childhood memories still sting a bit. Birthday presents were personal items special to us and Max and his ladies. We saved the birthday spanking for our private time alone.
News of concern: Bull remains hospitalized. His recuperation is a slow process. Surgery will debilitate him further but in the long run, is necessary for his return to health. He's awake, talking. It's easy to see it remains an effort for him to do so. Sar calls him every day. I believe that's good for both of them. It would be nice to be able to take him home to Washington. Sar would nurse him back to health whether he liked it or not. Having the pups around him as well as our tomcat would do more wonders for his head. Perhaps his mother and sisters would also come along. Time will tell.
Serious news: Sar's abdominal difficulties have returned. I think we caught it in time. Medical tests are on the agenda next week when we return to the Pacific Northwest. She can't afford to lose much more of her intestinal tract but we'll do whatever's necessary. A bit of discomfort but nothing's slowed her down yet. I make sure she eats well; the imp knows better than to fight me on that. Unfortunately, the medics still haven't figured out how to treat her without getting bruised or kicked.
You know those "10 most wanted" photos posted in some U.S. post offices? I think Sar's photo is # 1 hardest-to-treat patient posters on medical internet boards. The docs who treat Sar are military, mostly Navy. Rumor has it they get combat pay for treating my imp.
Returning to Washington in a few days. Got someone to air out the house, etc. Sar's eager to get back to her studio, several pieces of work await her. New materials have been ordered. It's like Christmas when they arrive. The imp gets very excited about opening the boxes.
The best news: Sar is writing!
Cowboy
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