Short Synopsis: The plan is to get the central line out of Kayla's neck, get a PICC line into her arm and get her off the respirator. Get all the stuff out of her head, get her mouth and throat free and move forward, forward, forward! Future is getting her sitting up and out of bed, talking, eating.
Everything seems to be on hold here because there is no room in the operating room and not enough surgeons. Too many patients and not enough personnel.
Am not going to complain too hard....Kayla is getting excellent care and they haven't guided us wrong yet.
Long Story: After sleeping in Tarrytown, I couldn't wait to get back to Kayla's bedside. I tried to drive down only to discover that the Saw Mill was still flooded. They closed portions of the highway for two days!
When I got to the hospital, it wasn't exactly fruitful. Not much going on. Nurse giving me a report was more like a non-report - same old, same old.
In the afternoon, my sisters, Valerie and Deirdre, visited and with Kayla for two hours. I pre-warned them about the watery highway. Sarah Bel came back also and arrived just as they were leaving, so "the Kayla" had company. She is communicating more and more by writing on white pieces of paper on a clipboard....at first the messages made no sense but we could figure them out. She does not give up!
I left by 11 a.m. when Kayla was sleeping. I had an important chorale practice from 1 - 5 p.m. at the Recreation Center. We were going to cover movement, dialogue...run through the first act....then, maybe the second act, after that. I was excited to go.
The Saw Mill Parkway should be renamed the Swamp Parkway. Police were stopping traffic and to my horror, about a dozen cars began to back up desperately trying to get off a previous exit. It was weird to see them rushing backwards. I wish I had known what they apparently knew.
Closed highway!
For the next hour, the traffic inched over one small mile. I took out my music sheets, set them open on the steering wheel, put in the accompanying practice CD and began to sing. Since it was beautiful and sunny out, I opened up the windows and sun roof. I sang loud, looking to see if anyone noticed. Boredom makes one create fun games and I was getting rolling.
To my right was a hispanic man talking non-stop even louder than my singing on his cell phone,
"TRAFFICO! TRAFFICO!"
His chatter diminished my song and he did not notice the sweet songs sounds from my show practice. Umm....
Next!
The car aheadof his had a senior citizen couple, but they too also did not notice.
A young teen was blasting rap and no dent there either.
Ok, my game was getting boring.
"TRAFFICO! TRAFFICO!"
His chatter diminished my song and he did not notice the sweet songs sounds from my show practice. Umm....
Next!
The car aheadof his had a senior citizen couple, but they too also did not notice.
A young teen was blasting rap and no dent there either.
Ok, my game was getting boring.
I got a ton of practice accomplished but was then was dumped into Yonkers, off Exit 7A.
Got to head to the river. Always head to that blessed Hudson River. When you hit it, you can just turn right and drive north.
Got to head to the river. Always head to that blessed Hudson River. When you hit it, you can just turn right and drive north.
Yonkers is full of large factories and old brick buildings. No river just a dead end! Now how can you hit a dead end when you are looking for the river? I would think that you could just drive directly into the water. Dead end was truly a dead end. In front of me was a big factory building, to the right another one, to the left one more. No one can see a river through an old structure. Really strange....no people anywhere.
Had to turn around....
Had to turn left and head north again. Found 9A and then Route 9 North. Up through Hastings, Dobbs Ferry, Irvington and then into the southern edge of Tarrytown....right turn to get to Route 684.
Had to turn around....
Had to turn left and head north again. Found 9A and then Route 9 North. Up through Hastings, Dobbs Ferry, Irvington and then into the southern edge of Tarrytown....right turn to get to Route 684.
Three hours later I am finally in Ridgefield!
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Our sweet little red foxes are nowhere in sight. We look for them all the time now. The red fox likes to take over woodchuck burrows and there used to be one beneath the shed. Every summer, woodchucks are in and out of there, but they have been gone for a while now. Coyotes probably finished them off. Foxes usually improve these abandoned dens and take over them as their own.
The "sly fox" will have more than one den and will move their pups from one to the next to keep ahead of their predators. These foxes eat mice, rabbits, chipmunks, fruits, insects, birds and eggs, carrion, garbage and yes, they might even go after our cats, but at least it's a fair fight. Our cats are locked in at night for sure now until these pups are gone. They leave after a few months and scatter.
In the early 1700s, the indigenous red foxes were found in mixed forests and open areas while the native gray fox liked more dense woods. In the 1750s, the European red fox was brought into the eastern part of the United States and very likely interbred with the native red fox. This produced a hybrid mix from both these types of foxes. This "hybrid" is the only red fox found in Connecticut.
Since our Stonecrest neighborhood is full of coyotes up top near the woods, these foxes are much safer down at the bottom of the street. Red fox dens are occurring in between the territories of the coyotes.
"Steph, Alice saw the foxes," reports Mike.
"She did?"
"But it's not good news. There was only the mother and one cub and she was limping. Her leg was injured."
Oh no........
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Our sweet little red foxes are nowhere in sight. We look for them all the time now. The red fox likes to take over woodchuck burrows and there used to be one beneath the shed. Every summer, woodchucks are in and out of there, but they have been gone for a while now. Coyotes probably finished them off. Foxes usually improve these abandoned dens and take over them as their own.
The "sly fox" will have more than one den and will move their pups from one to the next to keep ahead of their predators. These foxes eat mice, rabbits, chipmunks, fruits, insects, birds and eggs, carrion, garbage and yes, they might even go after our cats, but at least it's a fair fight. Our cats are locked in at night for sure now until these pups are gone. They leave after a few months and scatter.
In the early 1700s, the indigenous red foxes were found in mixed forests and open areas while the native gray fox liked more dense woods. In the 1750s, the European red fox was brought into the eastern part of the United States and very likely interbred with the native red fox. This produced a hybrid mix from both these types of foxes. This "hybrid" is the only red fox found in Connecticut.
Since our Stonecrest neighborhood is full of coyotes up top near the woods, these foxes are much safer down at the bottom of the street. Red fox dens are occurring in between the territories of the coyotes.
"Steph, Alice saw the foxes," reports Mike.
"She did?"
"But it's not good news. There was only the mother and one cub and she was limping. Her leg was injured."
Oh no........
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