UPDATE: MARILYN-MONDAY BIZARRO

I think Mel Brooks or the Zucker Brothers scripted Marilyn’s Monday at Beth Israel’s Cardiac Care ICU. Yesterday, Doctors told us confidently that Marilyn was SET for 11:30 am today — a pacemaker implant and inflation of a collapsed lung. So, they stopped feeding Marilyn Sunday evening. 11:30am today came and went.

Marilyn was bumped for a more pressing case. She watched midday newscasts that warned of another big snow storm and worried about me and how I would safely manage the daily trips from Uxbridge to Beth Israel.

I arrived around one, greeted by Cherrie Welburn who is doing a 24/7 watch with Marilyn at the hospital and my Wife who had a strange smile on her face. I thought it was the calm before the storm as the clock ticked slowly through the afternoon punctuated by apologetic visits by staffers telling Marilyn she had been bumped again and again. Marilyn was now looking at me as if I was the Chicken Parm plate that’s become her favorite at BI.

Finally, we got word that Marilyn would be going into surgery at 5pm. Cherrie and I gathered up the gear as we were told that Marilyn would be returning to her regular hospital room after surgery. Marilyn was wheeled on her bed by two staffers with Cherrie and me tromping behind on and off two elevators and down a long hallway.

As we approached the surgery area, we were almost bowled over by a nurse who was texting as she hurried down the hallway towards us and by. That should’ve been a sign!! The staffers wheeled Marilyn away from us and into surgery while Cherrie and I were escorted into a family waiting area.

A kindly woman on the reception desk asked if we wanted to watch TV. She called me “Mr. Armstrong” with a smile. We declined the offer. Cherrie set up her lap top and began to send out update notes about Marilyn finally going into surgery. I scarfed down a protein bar and hit my I-phone.

Halfway through my second update, we received word that Marilyn’s surgery had been postponed. Reason: they didn’t have the right anesthesia to allow Marilyn to lie on back for the two hour surgery. Cherrie and I looked at each other, trying to suppress laughter in what was clearly not a funny situation. We could only imagine what Marilyn was saying to the surgeons and their team. So, Cherrie and I were directed back to the ICU room that we had just vacated. Marilyn was already there.

She had the same smile on her face that she has when we are watching movies like “Blazing Saddles” or “Airplane!”. Marilyn was focused on one thing. Food!! She and Cherrie made it clear that Mrs A. wanted dinner and she wanted it fast!! I think the urgency of Marilyn’s situation was clear. And, the fact that she did it pleasantly made things go even faster. I was still dumbfounded by it all.

I spent a few moments “sucking face” with Marilyn while Cherrie made funny noises from the corner. Both ladies made me promise to drive home safely as I left them. Wait, it’s not over!! Two of the three elevators on the 7th floor were on “the fritz” as I tried to leave. I started mumbling profanities. I felt a tap on my shoulder and wheeled around to face a bright-eyed resident in scrubs. “Aren’t you Garry Armstrong”, she asked.

I forced my phony TV smile and just looked at her, waiting. “I grew up watching you on TV”, she gushed. The elevator door dinged open and I escaped. I drove home harmonizing with Nat Cole and playing our wedding song “For Sentimental Reasons” FIVE times. Nat and I never sounded better. Here’s hoping tomorrow’s update has good news about Marilyn. Garry



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26 replies

  1. Thanks for bringing me into your life for a minute.

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  2. Geez! I get that they may have to bump her case but having it continually bumped for that long is INSANE!

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  3. G.A. you are a born story teller!
    Would love to hear the story all over again, but in Stand Up fashion. Need to see your expressive face and the way you use your hands with such exclamation points! … outside the hospital.. there you will have lights.. all you need is a camera… and you are back in ACTION my friend Garry!!!!Steady hand to those guys in the O. R. today.

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  4. Wow the procrastination fairy is really trying to get a toe in Marilyn’s life at the moment isn’t she – all those postponements and none of them by her – not fair at all. Good luck and keep smiling.

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  5. What a totally weird day, Garry. Not funny at all – and yet you guys were able to see the Mel Brooks side of things. I love the picture of you driving home harmonising with Nat Cole – and, indeed, of Mrs A’s understandable and immediate need for food. very frustrating for you all, though: I do hope it all goes smoothly today. Love to all, Ali xxx

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    • Thank you. Music in the car is really important to me right now. Fingers crossed things will go better today for Marilyn. I’ll update tonight.

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  6. After reading about the day, I’m hungry. Thinking of you both.

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  7. Jesus H. That she is pleasant and eating is good. Hope tomorrow sorts it all out. Wait! Aren’t you Garry Armstrong?

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    • Mike, if I was in a better mood, I would’ve used by favorite response — “I USED to be Garry Armstrong”. But sometimes that’s the question. “Didn’t you used to be Garry Armstrong?”. Mike, what’s cool here is that both Marilyn and Cherrie are movie mavens supreme. So, we can do little “in jokes” amid the delays and confusion. Thanks for the support, Mike. I’ll update tonight.

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  8. I don’t even have the words. That is just SO insane. I sincerely hope tomorrow goes better for you both!

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    • Insane..is the word!

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    • Insanity is good. Marilyn, Cherrie and I are certifiable!! Helps a lot right now. Update tonight. Thanks so much for the support!!

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      • Thanks for the updates! My thoughts are with all of you and I hope for a speedy recovery for Marilyn. She seems pretty tough and resilient. Luckily for us. 🙂

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  9. Oh goodness. Sounds like a long & frustrating day. Hope you all can get a good night’s rest. And – may all go better & smoothly tomorrow.
    {Hugs}

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    • A few more minutes of quality time and I head off to bed. I’m fried, Rose!!

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    • Sleep is fitful and I’m trying to do some household stuff but it’s frustrating because my concern is rightfully focused on Marilyn. Keeping the furry kids happy is important. They know Mom is not here. I’ll be heading back to the hospital as soon as I get word from our wonderful friend Cherrie who’s doing a 24/7 watch on Marilyn there. Update tonight.

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  10. You three, I’m including Cherrie, are certainly going through it. I bet Marilyn was hungry and looking at you. I hope you at Nat Cole had a nice drive home. Sleep well and thanks for the update. Sending energy and wonderful thoughts your way!

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    • Thanks, Cee. You know when I have sore throat, my voice gets husky and I always think I sound like Nat Cole. True if no one else is in the car.

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  11. Thanks for the crazy update…maybe Monty Python? Hugs to the team:>)

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  12. OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. I would have been stroking out for sure over this. You’re right, Hollywood wouldn’t have come up with this craziness. I’m so glad Marilyn has an amazing outlook on all this. I can only imagine how fast she got fed. Don’t mess with a lady who hasn’t eaten in 24+ hours and NOT had surgery. I so glad we can laugh a bit but I really do hope they can get it done tomorrow so she can get better and GET OUT OF THERE!

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