One of my siblings was in a bicycle accident last Saturday.
She apparently hit a rock while she was riding.
I didn’t have phone service in Canada, but I could receive text messages.
My brother kept me updated with a flurry of text messages.
My sister was found unconscious with a serious head/brain injury and transported to an ICU unit.
My heart has been in my throat since I got the news.
On a positive note, last night (after four days), she was moved out of ICU.
I was ready to hop on a plane, but I’ve been told there’s nothing to do right now but wait.
It’s excellent news to hear she has left ICU.
I know she’s sleeping most of the time.
The nurses “make” her wake up every two hours.
I know she has no memory of the accident.
She is confused and her memory, in general, has been affected.
All of these things are normal after a brain injury.
No one can say, at this time, if there will be lasting cognitive changes.
We have been told recovery will be slow.
I’m focusing on the fact she was moved out of ICU.
I know it’s a very positive sign.
I’ve told her husband I can fly out and help at any point.
He feels, since the hospital is taking care of her now,
It might be best to wait until she comes home.
They will probably need more help then than they do now.
I’m trying to take a deep breath and relax,
But my stomach is still in knots.