There's a Hole In My Head....(post 4)

Anesthetics can make for funny times. Who would have thought “there’s a hole in my head” would be a statement to laugh about. However, in my mother’s post-surgery condition we couldn’t help but laugh. 

She awoke in her new ICU room. Her head wrapped, fresh gown on and new hair-do ready for pics. She spoke, stood, ate and laughed. It was the first time she had been herself in weeks. The steroids began to work….we could see an immediate change. She took several steps that day and by the end was brought back into her PCU unit.
Sunny, our favorite nurse was ready to greet her upon arrival. Her personality matches her name and her love for her profession was infectious. God truly picked her specifically for us and we are still grateful to this day for her! She closed her eyes as we filled the room, ignored our loud and boisterous personalities. She cared for, loved for and prayed for us.
Dr. Koka was a breath of fresh air as she walked through the hospital room door. She arrived at the same time as my mothers parents and our dear friend Scott Russ. I got a few private moments to discuss with her my moms condition and how she could help us fight it. Her honest and caring opinion was so greatly appreciated. She gave us hope that we could have more time yet never gave us a sense of false reality. She has been the stable and loving Dr. whom we had been praying to have.
Things began to look up and we felt that perhaps we could have some more time. And for the first time in days we sighed a sigh of relief.