One day post-op, and my mother seems to be doing well. My father called to check on her in the morning, and we were told she was stable and talking. My babysitter arrived at 9:00 am, and we decided to take our time going up to Baltimore so that my mom would have more time to heal before we invaded. Elliot and I packed Maya into the car around 9:45 to take her for a doctor’s appointment. It was supposed to be her 2 month checkup, but it didn’t quite work out that way. Dr. Olivi called with an update while we were in our appointment. He seemed quite pleased with my mother’s progress – no sign of a stroke, normal speech and vocabulary, and he felt she was quickly returning to baseline. He was hopeful that she would be moved out of the ICU the following day.
Meanwhile, back at our pediatric appointment, we were told to come back next week for Maya’s checkup so that we could discuss her swallowing issues and get her vaccinations. The doctor we saw confirmed she had a cold and a yeast infection, and told us to watch her closely and use lotrimin for her yeast infection. She seemed more concerned with the fact that we were taking up more than the 10 minute slot they had alloted for our appointment than anything else.
After our appointment, we drove back to Hopkins. My brother and father met us there shortly thereafter. My mom was alert, coherent, and talking, but extremely groggy. Her speech was a bit garbled, but we were relieved to see that she was still Mom, and knew we were there. We did have one visitor – Matt Breslow – he was able to pop in and say hello to Mom. We decided to leave after only a few hours and let Mom rest.