I think we should be having Victory Celebrations everyday at the Home House after everything we have been through over the years.
Our mother was written off by the DMC upon her discharge with a death date as of Tuesday, June 9, 2015. I believe this is the reason the first Hospice care providers were very laxed with providing us service because she was basically only given 4 days to live outside of hospital care and the Hospice reps we met didn't work on the weekends. So at this point, regardless of what happens now, she survived past her "Due Date".
Our oldest sister survived a major car accident that rendered her body and mind almost totally helpless without medical assistance. And even still, the doctors got it wrong and the ones I met were using her as what I call "Job Security" or "A steady paycheck". After 6 years in their care, It took another 4 years to get her medical needs addressed and her physical condition manageable. We are still working on it, but she has gone from a nearly vegetative state to being physically and mentally active.
Our brother was in a major transportation accident that involved a fatality and actually made the news and newspapers in Texas. The doctors reconstructed his leg with a metal rod that slips from time to time. As a military man, he very rarely shows signs of pain, so when he goes down, you know it's bad. The unfortunate part is he doesn't qualify for a replacement. And even with the unpredictable nature of his physical situation, he still tries to make sure he has some form of manageable employment to support his family.
Our youngest sister has been battling a major autoimmune disorder that literally turns parts of her body purple and blue and causes major bouts of fatigue and illness, but that has not stopped her. She has a major in a foreign language and just completed her Ph.D.
And then there's me...I'm a bit crazy and extremely hyperactive. As a member of the skilled trades, I have really put myself through the wringer with a freakishly fast bounce back factor. It's basically this side of a miracle that I've survived what I have.
Yep...I feel some real celebrating is definitely in order. Maybe I should ask Corvus to make us a cake....sweet.