by Becky's sister Jenny
Back in the hospital.
This trip's for Becky.
She's making peace with her new condition...
She thought she'd have a summer.
A summer to play and be an activity planner for her kids.
A summer loaded with sunshine and day trips.
She imagined jogging behind that new stroller with Ben.
She pictured herself in her favorite spot on the beach.
You may (or may not) know how well her body handles pregnancy.
She's about eight weeks along.
Her experiences with not being able to tolerate smells, keep down liquids or stay hydrated have come rushing back. She is taking things one day at a time, but is not ready to talk about it. Please help by respecting her need to adjust.
Just feeling fragile, and not ready to chat about it.
Not ready for questions.
Not ready for visits; not ready for calls.She came to the hospital Friday to have a porta-cath surgically implanted in her chest. She needs to stay hydrated, and is allergic to pic lines. As a result of the procedure, she got a pneumothorax (her lung was punctured). They watched it for a day, but the hole continued to get bigger. So they had to insert a tube into her chest this afternoon, which allows the leaking air to be evacuated. The device on top is the catheter, the one underneath is the tube. She will be home soon.
And she misses you.