FLASHBACK FRIDAY On Saturday – Originally written on March 19, 2014 by Garry Armstrong. Update by Marilyn.
Not all flashbacks are fun to read or remember. Eight years ago, I was in Beth Israel Deaconess Hospital trying to stay alive. Garry was holding the fort. I was attached to more tubes and wires than I knew could be attached to one human body. And yet, I’m here. I often wonder how come I’m here when I’ve been so close to dead multiple times. Why me? Why did I survive when so many others have died? There are no answers for questions like this.
Good news, bad news day. Good news: Marilyn’s chest tube was removed today and her breathing initially was improved. Her spirits were higher and the pain was down to maybe a 6 out of ten when we arrived at Beth Israel’s Cardiac Care ICU this afternoon. Contrary to last night’s blog,

Doctors increased the sedatives after we left when Marilyn’s pain level was at a 9 plus out of 10. Maybe they were just fooling with an old reporter. As the afternoon progressed, Marilyn’s condition deteriorated. Breathing became more difficult and the pain increased. She has a touch of pneumonia, two collapsed lungs and is still attached to an external pacemaker. Doctors think they may have to implant a pacemaker if Marilyn’s heart doesn’t perform more strongly in the next 48 hours.
One light note: we were having a “Hawk-Eye Pierce” discussion of the hospital food at one point. The veggie burger was described as some “brown thing”. Almost on cue, the nurse came in and asked if Marilyn was ready to order dinner. Everyone –including Marilyn — burst into a fit of giggles.
Here’s hoping tomorrow’s news is better.
Garry
I’m so glad you are still with us. I remember how sick you were.
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All things considered, I’m rather glad too. There were some seriously rough patches in those years. And it took me a long time to recover. To a degree, I’m still recovering.
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I’m very happy that eight years later, you are still with us and are even learning new skills (sketching) that you’re sharing with us.
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I needed to do something else. I think I’ve said everything I have to say about politics, the climate mess, the idiotic GOP. I survived Trump only to discover that you never REALLY survive Trump because his moronic followers are still changing our world into something completely weird.
The current and impending disasters have beaten me. I can’t win. WE can’t win. I am not giving up writing because I couldn’t if I tried. I write — but I can’t put my head into our state of near and existing calamities full time. It’s nightmare time.
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It certainly feels to me like nightmare time.
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That’s really why I decided I needed to do something else. Something that took me out of the nightmare and let me focus on something creative, but personal. I haven’t changed any of my opinions, but I’m exhausted. I hope we survive this mess. Meanwhile, I think I’ll draw a bird.
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I too am glad you are here. It’s like we’re family…, anyway who else would I have great fights…uh… discussions with. You’re the best baby!
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Ben, good pick up and catch.
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You’re not half bad yourself!
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I find holding hands to be a delight right before going to sleep many nights.
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It is, though we tend to the sofa since I can’t sleep on my right side and he can’t sleep on his left, we we wind up facing the wrong way. Mobility gets very interesting with age!
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Yes, mobility gets VERY interesting. We must try some new moves that don’t elicit instant pain.
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Marilyn, I’m so happy you’re here. 💛
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I’m too am pleased 😎
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K.L. — Me, too.
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🙏🏻☺️
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