Ian Cosgrove's Journal
Written Apr 27, 2010 8:42pmHi all,
Well, this will be my final update. Ian’s injuries have continued to heal amazingly well, so there is not much more I can say….about Ian, that is. (Otherwise, I pretty much always have something to say)
Anyway, Ian’s stomach wound was rechecked this week. During that appointment, we actually met one of the doctors who operated on his liver the night Ian was brought into the hospital. It was kind of emotional for me to meet him, as I’m not sure I had met any of the doctors who operated on his liver to save him that night. Ian had so many doctors and surgeons, I was not always sure who did what, but I don’t believe that I ever met any of the surgeons who operated on him that first night; the doctors who basically saved his life.
The doctor/surgeon reiterated to us just how bad Ian’s injuries had been, especially his liver, but was impressed with how far Ian has come. I thanked him for helping to save Ian and asked that he pass on our gratitude to the other surgeons who helped that first night. That must be the awesome part about being a trauma surgeon; getting to speak with someone whose life you saved. I feel a sense of accomplishment when I remember to put the cheese in my grilled cheese sandwich, so I can’t imagine the kudos you must give yourself when you save someone’s life.
We are hopeful that Ian will be able to get his neck brace off next week. If he does, he will be able to drive again…..as soon as he gets that station wagon. I’m sure he will be glad to drive himself around, as I do believe he is getting tired of driving with Road-Rage Maja.
JUST KIDDING!! I am as sweet and polite as one could possibly be on the road. I wave and smile at people as I am driving by. I even blow kisses on occasion.
Ian’s hand has progressed even since last week, so it looks promising that he will not need surgery on his ulnar nerve (knock on wood). Ian’s knee has also healed well, and the scar on his head has healed well. In fact, with time, and with his curly hair, that scar might be only slightly visible. So, widdle by widdle, Eener’s health has returned.
A morality tale: The other day I was walking around the lake with Mowgli (my Rhodesian Ridgeback) and Raina (my Doberman). After Mowgli did his doggie business, I was scrambling to hold onto the two dogs while trying to free a bag from the poop-bag dispenser. One of the bags got loose and blew away in the wind. I’m generally not a litterbug, but at this point, I had my hands full, and was trying to hurry so I could get Mowgli away from two other Ridgebacks who were rapidly approaching. (Umm….let’s just say, some Ridgebacks are not social butterflies with other dogs. I know, because Mowgli is one of them)
Anyway, I then looked up and saw a kid that was walking towards me with the poop bag that had flown away. I looked at where he was heading, and said, “waaaatch wheeeeeere yoooooou waaaaalk!!!!! But of course, the poor good-deed-doer stepped right in Mowgli’s business. I apologized profusely and I could tell the kid accepted my apologies, but I could also tell he was bummed about his poopy tennis shoes. They were probably his prized possession that he scrimped and saved for….or that his grandmother probably gave him money for, while on her deathbed.
Now as one who is slightly cynical and sarcastic by nature, can you image the ironic moral of that story that was running through my mind?? "You try to help someone and you get s*** on………your shoes." Etc, etc…..
BUT NO, I didn’t think that at all because YOU ALL have changed my outlook on life. Your support, help, and kind wishes through this journey have erased all the cynicism and sarcasm completely from my being. Like Ian, I am HEALED. Like that poopy shoe kid, you guys all stepped up when needed and offered your own version of that escaped poop bag to me/us.
So, I just wanted to say that I/we really appreciate your support, comments, and the fact that you have cared enough about Ian to take the time to read my journal entries. I will miss hearing from those of you that I don’t routinely hear from.
If any of you ever need a few kind words, or words of support, just come to me because I have learned from the best (you all) and am full of it now…..full of kind words and support, I mean.
Written Apr 22, 2010 9:48pmWell, I finally uploaded the pictures of some of Ian's visitors, thanks to help from an "under 30-something bud" who is a little more computer savvy than I am. So....take a look. BTW, there are MANY more people who came to the hospital but their pictures are not on this site. These (un-photographed) visitors were/are just as important to me, but they happened to come when Baby Eeners was home being "modified" by Shawnee, so I didn't get a pic of them.
Thanks again to all of you who took the time to come to the hospital (pictured or not); it meant a lot to me.
Ian had his appointment with the hand surgeon this week and it was decided that we should wait on the surgery decision for now. The surgeon is hopeful that Ian's ulnar nerve was just badly damaged and not severed, which would mean it could heal itself. It might take ten months, as it heals an inch per month, but it still would be better than surgery. So.....knock on wood.
Ian will continue will his hand therapy for now. However, the surgeon also said that as long as his middle finger was still functioning; he should be OK to drive once his neck brace is off. (Tee hee)
We also met with a plastic surgeon and made a recheck appointment in four months. Ian's scars are healing impressively but he still might want a little "scar assistance" in the near future. Plus, as a "non-teenager," I personally, would like to get on a friendly basis with a plastic surgeon. I'm just sayin.......
Ian's stomach wound has really begun to close up, THANKFULLY. It is actually not too bad at this point. I can actually "stomach" packing the wound now. Get it??? "Stomach" packing the wound? And the wound is on his stomach??? God, I'm just so... so.... witty.
Well, I was going to wrap it up tonight with a grand finale comment from Widdle Wian, but he went out with his buds, which is a good thing, as he needs to get out. So, I guess I'll be in touch at least one more time.
Written Apr 15, 2010 8:13pmHi all,
Wow, it's been a week since I last wrote! More importantly, in a few hours; it will be six weeks since Ian's accident. I think about how far he has come in such a short time, but yet, it also feels like it has been months since his accident. What a journey.
This week, Ian had his stomach wound and trach scar checked, had hand therapy, and had an EMG test to determine the extent of the nerve damage in his hand and arm.
The surgeon who checked his stomach wound was impressed by how Ian's stomach looked. She said that some of the red tissue that grosses me out, is actually great looking "stuff" to surgeons. She told me that I've done a great job with wound care and to keep up the good work. Thank you. Thank you very much. And no, I haven't found a new career path.
I thought because the stomach wound still isn't completely sealed, she would not yet give permisson for Ian to shower, but thankfully; I was wrong. So, on Monday, Ian got to shower for the first time since his accident. I don't know who was happier about Ian being able to shower; me or Ian. Just kiddin ya, Ian. Kind of.
Don't get me wrong....Ian didn't have to wash himself in tomato juice to get skunky smell off him and I didn't have to hold my breath while around him. But I AM a little "sensitive" to the cologne called, "Eau De Unshowered." I just never am diggin' that smell too much on people.
Today, they had some difficulty conducting the EMG test on Ian because of the wounds on his hand, but they seemed to get it done in the end. Although I must say, the test seemed a little "rinkydink." It looked like something straight out of "Young Frankenstein" to me. Ian and I did get a laugh over his hand flopping around uncontrollably, though. It looked like one of those poor fish snatched out of the water in "Deadliest Catch."
Anyway, during an EMG, needles are stuck in you, and they run electricity through you to see how your nerves react. (Obviously a medical professional would be able to describe this test a little more professionally, but I'm sure you get the idea)
People said that the EMG test would be pretty uncomfortable but at one point during the test; it looked like Ian was falling asleep. Ian told me later, he didn't even think the test was too bad. It pays to be a laid-back-kind-of-guy, I guess.
On a more serious note, the EMG test results are indicating that Ian's ulnar nerve is damaged to the point where it is "gone"-there was no reaction to the electricity from Ian's elbow down to his hand. We asked if this is something that would just get better with time. The doctor said no, but that she would prefer the hand surgeon be the one to explain fully when Ian has that appointment next week. So, the news didn't seem too good regarding Ian's hand and arm, but we don't yet know what this means. Surgery is a possible scenario apparently. I guess I'll be having a discussion with the nurses at work tomorrow.......
The muscle below Ian's thumb is also damaged, which was likely caused by the cast on his arm and the subsequent wounds from the cast. Apparently, the damage to the muscle should repair itself with time though. And, even with the damage to the nerve and muscle, the function in Ian's hand does seem to be getting better. Hopefully by the time his neck brace comes off and Ian will be able to look down at the grass, his hand will be able to fully grasp the pooper scooper. I think that would be good therapy for his hand, as a matter of fact. It would encompass everything: grip strength, coordination, arm movement, etc....
Anyway, obviously I'm slowing down on the updates because the changes day to day aren't so "drastic." All the medical professionals comment on how quickly Ian has recovered and I can't get over it myself. Suffice it to say, I'm a lot happier than I was six weeks ago. (Although I do kind of miss the Koolaid gatherings)
Ian has been in good spirits too. Thankfully, he hasn't been a crabby-ass. KNOCK ON WOOD. It probably does put one in a good mood to have survived something like this. Ian also made a comment the other night, that he really hasn't been in much pain at all. I guess he was "out" for all the surgeries and the recovery from surgeries, but still; strange to think about how little pain he has had to deal with.
Thanks for your ongoing support and well wishes. And Gwen, I was just kidding about the speeding ticket. I was pulled over because the cop just wanted to tell me to have a nice day. I'll be sending a thank you card (for his thoughtfulness) to Hennepin County soon.