December 6, 2005.They unplugged Kemer's monitor today. Whew! No more alarms blaring, though I must admit it was sort of entertaining to watch his blood pressure instantly spike the moment the alarm would go off -- "yup, he's definitely alive!" (ok, I admit that must be the evil sister in me). He's ready to move to a regular hospital room, but hasn't yet. We suspect somebody may first need to get discharged and free up a bed.
He's also walking a little, tethered by his intravenous lines to the rolling rack a nurse pulls behind him (today I heard this cheerfully referred to as "Time to walk the dog!"). I'm sure "rack" isn't the right term for this thingamagig -- words fail me since I'm not in the health profession.
But words don't fail me when I say how much Kemer and Aletha have enjoyed and appreciated all the wishes, thoughts, prayers, and wit you've been sending in email. I've been printing the emails off and taking them in every morning. The first card arrived today and I'll take it in tomorrow morning along with the latest emails.
Many thanks,
-jean
Jean Anderson
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