Super Man's Journal
Ringing in a New Year
Written Dec 31, 2013 5:52pm by Suzanne LaboyThis evening we are spending a quiet night at home. The dining room table is covered in Lego's and we are getting our pj's on. As I have a glass of wine, I am sitting here reflecting on the last 10 months of this year. I can't really put a name on it.... But a few thoughts come to mind. Exhausting, overwhelming, recovering. I think about what a new year represents and these new words come to mind- faith, love and hope. So tonight it's Cheers to friends, old and new. And a BIG Cheers to our family who love us and support us unconditionally. May you ALL be blessed with a bright and shiny New Year.
The most wonderful time of the year?
Written Dec 8, 2013 4:50pm by Suzanne LaboyI love Christmas lights. My neighbor usually makes fun of me because I leave my Christmas tree up way past Dec. I'm not sure if its because I was too lazy or busy to take it down, or if it was because it gets dark at 4:30pm and I hate coming home to a dark dreary place during the winter months. Its no surprise I suffer from seasonal depression. Give me sunshine and blue skies and my smile will be contagious. Its snowing today and the last time I saw snow we were in the ICU. It was the beginning of March. It seemed weird that it would even snow but it seemed weirder that my husband was laying in a bed on a ventilator with a bullet in his head. I can remember thinking "well, it happened. My worst nightmare happened". I felt like I was in a dream. It all seemed extremely surreal. But something about the soft fallen snow and the sounds of the monitors beeping, I remember a peacefulness in the room. I would turn the lights off any chance I could get. The nurses would turn them back on every hour to do their neuro assessment. When done, they would turn them off again and the lights from the monitor would light up the room. Much like the Christmas lights on my christmas tree. The tree is up and our youngest put on the decorations. I was forced into buying christmas cookies and putting some lights up outside. I am reminded daily that life goes on even in a dark moment. Peter is here and surviving but I'd be lying if I said I don't grieve for the one I married. After a traumatic brain injury, things change. Relationships change. People change. Plans change. Some days you take what you can get and try again tomorrow. Is this the most wonderful time of the year? December is usually a busy time with the hustle and bustle of things to do and places to go. Or I can just sit by my fire listening to holiday music looking at the lights and pray and hope that tomorrow will bring another day of progress and the brain will continue to heal.
Peter wanted to walk with the Chief of Police during the Parade yesterday. I took a picture of him with Sgt Brian Thompson. He looked great!!
Written Nov 27, 2013 8:52pm by Suzanne LaboyToday marks the 9 month anniversary of Peters injury. It started out as our typical day but then the game changed. He had another seizure while at home with the boys. The two older ones knew exactly what to do. I'm so proud of them. The call to 911 was made before the call to me. I guess talking about our situation and things that can happen helps to educate the kids to take appropriate actions. We spent the afternoon at Medstar Washington Hosp Center. The labs were normal and the meds increased. It's always a scary thing but once again my background helps out and I'm in full nursing mode.
I won't say it gets easier, just alittle more tolerable to the fact that this is what happens and just gain knowledge from those who have experienced seizure disorders.
This Thanksgiving I will count my blessings. We have so much to be thankful for. GOD bless our family and friends who support and carry us through this journey. We love you all!!