Here ends the 'blog' -- at least for a while
She is so beautiful, and she is so brave.
Six months ago this week, our alarm went off at 4 a.m., but we were already awake, having slept little. We headed for the University of California hospital in San Francisco in the cold pre-dawn hours, for what Marina called her "great adventure." I try to imagine what it must have been like for her then to face two complex 7 or 8 hour operations a week apart: at best, life-altering; at worst, life-threatening. The feeling of sitting for hours in the surgery waiting room, twice, will never leave me.
During 21 days of hospitalization, seven of those in intensive care, she lay there in great pain, and extraordinary discomfort, six tubes in the body, but always with a little smile and kind words, and a fierce determination to get through this time. So brave, and so beautiful.
The rejoicing at the success of the spinal surgery was, sadly, offset by the considerable pain and weakness in the left leg, apparently caused by inadvertent damage to the sciatic nerve during the first surgery. Half a year later, those problems persist, but the pain has gone from sharp to dull, and the weakness diminishes oh so slowly, benefiting from medication, extensive and ongoing physical therapy, and perhaps most importantly, simply the passage of time.
We have been, and continue to be, immensely grateful for the support of family, friends, and colleagues. Giving blood (26 pints, all of them used in surgery), flowers, visits, bringing food, walking the dog, cards, letters, prayers, so very much has been offered. So very much.
The six-month visit to the surgeon, Dr. Hu, on June 21st, finds that the spine is healing slowly but well. The fiberglass body brace is no longer needed, but the smaller support device, like a giant Ace bandage, is still a good thing. Driving a car is possible soon. The powerful pain medication, Norco, has been slowly reduced from 12 tablets a day to 3, and eventually to zero. The Topomax will continue because it may be helping nerve re-growth. The sodium level, life-threateningly low after the surgeries, seems to have stabilized at a level just below the normal range, and will be monitored.
Marina is still very much in recovery, mind, body, and spirit. She moves slowly, but fairly easily, and she dances the less-vigorous dances. She tires quickly, benefits from a long afternoon nap, and sleeps from 11 pm to 8 am most nights. She is beginning to do a little of the dreaded and once-forbidden "BLT" -- bending, lifting, and twisting. She looks terrific, but she doesn't acknowledge that yet. Her eyes, I think, continue to see a body that is painfully slender, and slowly clawing its way toward normality while encompassing four 17-inch titanium rods and considerable additional hardware and two scars, as James Thurber put it, "from guzzle to zatch."
Last December 13th, Marina's condition was genuinely life-threatening, as the spine curved slowly but inexorably toward the lungs and heart. And now, thanks to the hands of Dr. Hu, the determination and spirit of Marina, the support of all (and, necessarily, the expenditure of more than $600,000--the vast majority paid, without dispute, by HealthNet Insurance), it is all wonderful in the most literal sense: full of wonder.
She is so beautiful, and she is so brave.
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Here ends the Marina "blog"--at least on a regular basis. Thank you for checking in, and for your support and your comments. You may wish to check back from time to time, since there will inevitably be more things so say.
John
Posted by John Bear
at 4:27 PM PDT
Updated: Tuesday, 21 June 2005 4:33 PM PDT